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The sharp cracking of the whip in the air;
    clattering of wheels on the streets;
Galloping horse hooves;
    clanging, banging chariots;
Charging cavalry troops;
    flashing swords and gleaming spears;
Armies of casualties, piles of dead bodies—too many to count—
    so many you can’t walk without stumbling over them!
This is all because you tempted and lured the nations like a harlot,
    dangling the allure of immorality.
You were a sorceress promising control of the spiritual world,
    enslaving nations to lives of immorality and families to sorcery.

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The crack of whips,
    the clatter of wheels,
galloping horses
    and jolting chariots!
Charging cavalry,
    flashing swords
    and glittering spears!
Many casualties,
    piles of dead,
bodies without number,
    people stumbling over the corpses(A)
all because of the wanton lust of a prostitute,
    alluring, the mistress of sorceries,(B)
who enslaved nations by her prostitution(C)
    and peoples by her witchcraft.

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