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I will put armies all around you, Jerusalem;
    I will surround you with towers
    and with devices to attack you.
You will be pulled down and will speak from the ground;
    I will hear your voice rising from the ground.
It will sound like the voice of a ghost;
    your words will come like a whisper from the dirt.

Your many enemies will become like fine dust;
    the many cruel people will be like chaff that is blown away.
Everything will happen very quickly.

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I will encamp against you on all sides;
    I will encircle(A) you with towers
    and set up my siege works(B) against you.
Brought low, you will speak from the ground;
    your speech will mumble(C) out of the dust.(D)
Your voice will come ghostlike(E) from the earth;
    out of the dust your speech will whisper.(F)

But your many enemies will become like fine dust,(G)
    the ruthless(H) hordes like blown chaff.(I)
Suddenly,(J) in an instant,

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