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Nineveh is like a lake
    whose waters are ebbing away.
“Stop! Stop!” goes up the cry,
    but no one turns back.
10 “Plunder the silver!
    Plunder the gold!
There is no end to the treasure,
    an abundance of wealth
    from precious things of every kind.”
11 Devastation, desolation, and ruin
    confront faint hearts and trembling knees.
The loins of all are filled with anguish;
    every face is drained of color.

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