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And their wounded are cast out, And their carcases cause their stench to ascend, And melted have been mountains from their blood.

And consumed have been all the host of the heavens, And rolled together as a book have been the heavens, And all their hosts do fade, As the fading of a leaf of a vine, And as the fading one of a fig-tree.

For soaked in the heavens was My sword, Lo, on Edom it cometh down, On the people of My curse for judgment.

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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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