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For the Lord is angry with all the nations
    and enraged against all their armies;
he has decreed their doom
    and given them over to slaughter.
Their slain will be cast out,
    and their corpses will emit a stench;
    the mountains will flow with their blood.
All the host of heaven will crumble into nothing,
    and the heavens will be rolled up like a scroll.
All their host will wither away
    as the leaves wither on a vine
    or as the fruit withers on a fig tree.

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