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Wake up, you who drink too much, and weep.
Scream over the sweet wine,
    all you wine drinkers,
    because it is snatched from your mouth;
    because a nation, powerful and beyond number,
        has invaded my land.

Its teeth are like lions’ teeth;
    its fangs are like those of a lioness.
It has destroyed my vines,
    splintered my fig trees,
    stripped off their bark and thrown it down;
    their branches have turned white.

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Wake up, you drunkards, and weep!
    Wail, all you drinkers of wine;(A)
wail because of the new wine,
    for it has been snatched(B) from your lips.
A nation has invaded my land,
    a mighty army without number;(C)
it has the teeth(D) of a lion,
    the fangs of a lioness.
It has laid waste(E) my vines
    and ruined my fig trees.(F)
It has stripped off their bark
    and thrown it away,
    leaving their branches white.

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