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Woe
to
the
bloody
city!
it
is
all
full
of
lies
and
robbery;
the
prey
departeth
not;
2 The
noise
of
a
whip,
and
the
noise
of
the
rattling
of
the
wheels,
and
of
the
pransing
horses,
and
of
the
jumping
chariots.
3 The
horseman
lifteth
up
both
the
bright
sword
and
the
glittering
spear:
and
there
is
a
multitude
of
slain,
and
a
great
number
of
carcases;
and
there
is
none
end
of
their
corpses;
they
stumble
upon
their
corpses:
4 Because
of
the
multitude
of
the
whoredoms
of
the
wellfavoured
harlot,
the
mistress
of
witchcrafts,
that
selleth
nations
through
her
whoredoms,
and
families
through
her
witchcrafts.
5 Behold,
I
am
against
thee,
saith
the
Lord
of
hosts;
and
I
will
discover
thy
skirts
upon
thy
face,
and
I
will
shew
the
nations
thy
nakedness,
and
the
kingdoms
thy
shame.
6 And
I
will
cast
abominable
filth
upon
thee,
and
make
thee
vile,
and
will
set
thee
as
a
gazingstock.
7 And
it
shall
come
to
pass,
that
all
they
that
look
upon
thee
shall
flee
from
thee,
and
say,
Nineveh
is
laid
waste:
who
will
bemoan
her?
whence
shall
I
seek
comforters
for
thee?
8 Art
thou
better
than
a
populous
No,
that
was
situate
among
the
rivers,
that
had
the
waters
round
about
it,
whose
rampart
was
the
sea,
and
her
b
wall
was
from
the
sea?
9 Ethiopia
and
Egypt
were
her
strength,
and
it
was
a
infinite;
b
Put
and
c
Lubim
were
thy
helpers.
10 Yet
was
she
carried
away,
she
went
into
captivity:
her
young
a
children
also
were
dashed
in
pieces
at
the
top
of
all
the
streets:
and
they
cast
lots
for
her
honourable
men,
and
all
her
great
men
were
bound
in
chains.
11 Thou
also
shalt
be
drunken:
thou
shalt
be
hid,
thou
also
shalt
seek
strength
because
of
the
enemy.
12 All
thy
strong
holds
shall
be
like
fig
trees
with
the
firstripe
figs:
if
they
be
shaken,
they
shall
even
fall
into
the
mouth
of
the
eater.
13 Behold,
thy
people
in
the
midst
of
thee
are
a
women:
the
gates
of
thy
land
shall
be
set
wide
open
unto
thine
enemies:
the
fire
shall
devour
thy
bars.
14 Draw
thee
waters
for
the
siege,
fortify
thy
strong
holds:
go
into
clay,
and
tread
the
mortar,
make
strong
the
brickkiln.
15 There
shall
the
fire
devour
thee;
the
sword
shall
cut
thee
off,
it
shall
eat
thee
up
like
the
cankerworm:
make
thyself
many
as
the
cankerworm,
make
thyself
many
as
the
locusts.
16 Thou
hast
multiplied
thy
merchants
above
the
stars
of
heaven:
the
cankerworm
spoileth,
and
flieth
away.
17 Thy
crowned
are
as
the
locusts,
and
thy
captains
as
the
great
grasshoppers,
which
camp
in
the
hedges
in
the
cold
day,
but
when
the
sun
ariseth
they
flee
away,
and
their
place
is
not
known
where
they
are.
18 Thy
shepherds
slumber,
O
king
of
Assyria:
thy
nobles
shall
dwell
in
the
dust:
thy
people
is
scattered
upon
the
mountains,
and
no
man
gathereth
them.
19 There
is
no
healing
of
thy
bruise;
thy
wound
is
grievous:
all
that
hear
the
a
bruit
of
thee
shall
clap
the
hands
over
thee:
for
upon
whom
hath
not
thy
wickedness
passed
continually?
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