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Swarm after swarm of locusts settled on the crops;
    what one swarm left, the next swarm devoured.
Wake up and weep, you drunkards;
    cry, you wine-drinkers;
    the grapes for making new wine have been destroyed.

(A)An army of locusts has attacked our land;
    they are powerful and too many to count;
    their teeth are as sharp as those of a lion.

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