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Then all the host of heaven will dissolve,
and the skies will be rolled up like a scroll—
so all their array will wither away,
    like a leaf drooping from a vine,
    like a fig shriveling from a fig tree.

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For My sword has drunk its fill in the heavens.
See, it will come down upon Edom,
    upon the people I have devoted to judgment.
The sword of Adonai is filled with blood, gorged with fat—
    the blood of lambs and goats,
    the fat of kidneys of rams.
For Adonai has a sacrifice in Bozrah,
a great slaughter in the land of Edom.

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