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All you people of the world,
    everyone who lives on the earth—
when I raise my battle flag on the mountain, look!
    When I blow the ram’s horn, listen!
For the Lord has told me this:
“I will watch quietly from my dwelling place—
    as quietly as the heat rises on a summer day,
    or as the morning dew forms during the harvest.”
Even before you begin your attack,
    while your plans are ripening like grapes,
the Lord will cut off your new growth with pruning shears.
    He will snip off and discard your spreading branches.

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All you people of the world,(A)
    you who live on the earth,
when a banner(B) is raised on the mountains,
    you will see it,
and when a trumpet(C) sounds,
    you will hear it.
This is what the Lord says to me:
    “I will remain quiet(D) and will look on from my dwelling place,(E)
like shimmering heat in the sunshine,(F)
    like a cloud of dew(G) in the heat of harvest.”
For, before the harvest, when the blossom is gone
    and the flower becomes a ripening grape,
he will cut off(H) the shoots with pruning knives,
    and cut down and take away the spreading branches.(I)

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