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Pestilence goes before Him,
a fiery bolt goes forth at His feet.
He stood, and the earth shook.
He looked, and startled nations.
Ancient mountains were shattered,
hills of antiquity sank down.
His ways are everlasting.

I saw tents of Cushan under calamity.
The curtains of the land of Midian are trembling.

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Plague(A) went before him;
    pestilence followed his steps.
He stood, and shook the earth;
    he looked, and made the nations tremble.
The ancient mountains crumbled(B)
    and the age-old hills(C) collapsed(D)
    but he marches on forever.(E)
I saw the tents of Cushan in distress,
    the dwellings of Midian(F) in anguish.(G)

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