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Horsemen charging,
    flashing sword and (A)glittering spear,
(B)hosts of slain,
    heaps of corpses,
dead bodies without end—
    they stumble over the bodies!
And all for the countless whorings of the (C)prostitute,
    (D)graceful and of deadly charms,
who betrays nations with her whorings,
    and peoples with her charms.
(E)Behold, I am against you,
    declares the Lord of hosts,
    and (F)will lift up your skirts over your face;
and I will make nations look at (G)your nakedness
    and kingdoms at your shame.

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