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Pestilence marches before him; plague follows close behind. He stops; he stands still for a moment, gazing at the earth. Then he shakes the nations, scattering the everlasting mountains and leveling the hills. His power is just the same as always! I see the people of Cushan and of Midian in mortal fear.

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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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