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Their slain shall be cast out,
    their corpses shall send up a stench;
    the mountains shall run with their blood,(A)
All the host of heaven shall rot;
    the heavens shall be rolled up like a scroll.
All their host shall wither away,
    as the leaf wilts on the vine,
    or as the fig withers on the tree.(B)
When my sword has drunk its fill in the heavens,
    it shall come down upon Edom for judgment,
    upon a people under my ban.(C)

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Their slain(A) will be thrown out,
    their dead bodies(B) will stink;(C)
    the mountains will be soaked with their blood.(D)
All the stars in the sky will be dissolved(E)
    and the heavens rolled up(F) like a scroll;
all the starry host will fall(G)
    like withered(H) leaves from the vine,
    like shriveled figs from the fig tree.

My sword(I) has drunk its fill in the heavens;
    see, it descends in judgment on Edom,(J)
    the people I have totally destroyed.(K)

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