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I have commanded My set apart ones,
I have even called My (A)mighty warriors,
My [a]proudly exulting ones,
To execute My anger.
A (B)sound of tumult on the mountains,
Like that of many people!
A sound of the rumbling of kingdoms,
Of nations gathered together!
Yahweh of hosts is mustering the host for battle.
They are coming from a far country,
From the (C)end of the sky,
Yahweh and His instruments of (D)indignation,
To (E)wreak destruction on the whole land.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 13:3 Lit lofty pride, cf. 13:11