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At the noise of the tumult the people shall flee; When You lift Yourself up, the nations shall be scattered;
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And Your plunder shall be gathered Like the gathering of the caterpillar; As the running to and fro of locusts, He shall run upon them.
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The Lord is exalted, for He dwells on high; He has filled Zion with justice and righteousness.
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Wisdom and knowledge will be the stability of your times, And the strength of salvation; The fear of the Lord is His treasure.
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Surely their valiant ones shall cry outside, The ambassadors of peace shall weep bitterly.
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The highways lie waste, The traveling man ceases. He has broken the covenant, He has despised the cities, He regards no man.
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The earth mourns and languishes, Lebanon is shamed and shriveled; Sharon is like a wilderness, And Bashan and Carmel shake off their fruits.
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"Now I will rise," says the Lord; "Now I will be exalted, Now I will lift Myself up.
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You shall conceive chaff, You shall bring forth stubble; Your breath, as fire, shall devour you.
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And the people shall be like the burnings of lime; Like thorns cut up they shall be burned in the fire.
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Hear, you who are afar off, what I have done; And you who are near, acknowledge My might."