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You have been a refuge for the poor,
a refuge for the needy in their distress,
a shelter from the rain, and shade from the heat.
(A tyrant’s breath is like a rainstorm against a wall,
like heat in a dry land.)
You calm the uproar of foreigners.
The song of tyrants is silenced
like heat that is ⌞reduced⌟ by the shadow of a cloud.

Death Will Be Swallowed Up

On this mountain the Lord of Armies will prepare for all people
a feast with the best foods,
a banquet with aged wines,
with the best foods and the finest wines.

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You have been a refuge(A) for the poor,(B)
    a refuge for the needy(C) in their distress,
a shelter from the storm(D)
    and a shade from the heat.
For the breath of the ruthless(E)
    is like a storm driving against a wall
    and like the heat of the desert.
You silence(F) the uproar of foreigners;(G)
    as heat is reduced by the shadow of a cloud,
    so the song of the ruthless(H) is stilled.

On this mountain(I) the Lord Almighty will prepare
    a feast(J) of rich food for all peoples,
a banquet of aged wine—
    the best of meats and the finest of wines.(K)

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