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10 “In the vision I saw as I lay in my bed, I next beheld a holy sentinel coming down from heaven. 11 He shouted loudly:

“ ‘Hew down the tree and lop off its branches;
    strip off its foliage and scatter its fruit.
12 However, leave the stump and its roots in the ground,
    bound with iron and bronze
    in the grass of the field.
Let him be bathed by the dew of heaven,
    and let his lot be to eat, among wild beasts,
    the grass of the earth.

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