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15 Outside, the sword! Inside, plague and famine!
    Whoever is out in the field will die by the sword.
        Whoever is in the city,
        plague and famine will consume them.
16 And those who flee?
    They will turn up on the hills like valley doves,
        all of them moaning, those guilty ones.
17 Every hand will hang limp;
    urine will run down every leg.

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15 Outside is the sword;
    inside are plague and famine.
Those in the country
    will die by the sword;
those in the city
    will be devoured by famine and plague.(A)
16 The fugitives(B) who escape
    will flee to the mountains.
Like doves(C) of the valleys,
    they will all moan,
    each for their own sins.(D)
17 Every hand will go limp;(E)
    every leg will be wet with urine.(F)

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