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Violence has risen up into a rod of wickedness; None of them shall remain, None of their multitude, None of them; Nor shall there be wailing for them.
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The time has come, The day draws near. 'Let not the buyer rejoice, Nor the seller mourn, For wrath is on their whole multitude.
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For the seller shall not return to what has been sold, Though he may still be alive; For the vision concerns the whole multitude, And it shall not turn back; No one will strengthen himself Who lives in iniquity.
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'They have blown the trumpet and made everyone ready, But no one goes to battle; For My wrath is on all their multitude.
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The sword is outside, And the pestilence and famine within. Whoever is in the field Will die by the sword; And whoever is in the city, Famine and pestilence will devour him.
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'Those who survive will escape and be on the mountains Like doves of the valleys, All of them mourning, Each for his iniquity.
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Every hand will be feeble, And every knee will be as weak as water.
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They will also be girded with sackcloth; Horror will cover them; Shame will be on every face, Baldness on all their heads.
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'They will throw their silver into the streets, And their gold will be like refuse; Their silver and their gold will not be able to deliver them In the day of the wrath of the Lord; They will not satisfy their souls, Nor fill their stomachs, Because it became their stumbling block of iniquity.
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'As for the beauty of his ornaments, He set it in majesty; But they made from it The images of their abominations-- Their detestable things; Therefore I have made it Like refuse to them.
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I will give it as plunder Into the hands of strangers, And to the wicked of the earth as spoil; And they shall defile it.