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Those who are killed won’t be buried.
    Their dead bodies will be thrown on the ground.
They will stink.
    Their blood will cover the mountains.
All the stars in the sky will vanish.
    The heavens will be rolled up like a scroll.
All the stars in the sky will fall like dried-up leaves from a vine.
    They will drop like wrinkled figs from a fig tree.

The sword of the Lord will finish its deadly work in the sky.
    Then it will come down to strike Edom.
    He will totally destroy that nation.

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Their slain also shall be cast out, and their stink shall come up out of their carcases, and the mountains shall be melted with their blood.

And all the host of heaven shall be dissolved, and the heavens shall be rolled together as a scroll: and all their host shall fall down, as the leaf falleth off from the vine, and as a falling fig from the fig tree.

For my sword shall be bathed in heaven: behold, it shall come down upon Idumea, and upon the people of my curse, to judgment.

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