Isaiah 14:30-32

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³⁰ In my pastures the poor^[a] will graze
    and the needy lie down in safety,
but I will make your root die of famine,
    and your remnant I^[b] will kill.^(A)
31 Wail, O gate; cry, O city;
    melt in fear, O Philistia, all of you!
For smoke comes out of the north,
    and there is no straggler in its ranks.^(B)