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18 Your heart will meditate on terror:
“Where is the counter?”
“Where is the weigher?”
“Where is the counter of towers?”
19 You will no longer see the fierce people,
the people of speech too obscure to comprehend,
with a stammering tongue no one understands.

20 Look upon Zion, city of our Festivals.
Your eyes will see Jerusalem as a quiet home,
    a tent that will never be folded,
        Its stakes never pulled up,
        its cords never broken.

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18 In your thoughts you will ponder the former terror:(A)
    “Where is that chief officer?
Where is the one who took the revenue?
    Where is the officer in charge of the towers?(B)
19 You will see those arrogant people(C) no more,
    people whose speech is obscure,
    whose language is strange and incomprehensible.(D)

20 Look on Zion,(E) the city of our festivals;
    your eyes will see Jerusalem,
    a peaceful abode,(F) a tent(G) that will not be moved;(H)
its stakes will never be pulled up,
    nor any of its ropes broken.

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