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On the day of our king the officials
    became sick with the heat of wine;
    he stretched out his hand with mockers.(A)
For they are kindled[a] like an oven; their heart burns within them;
    all night their anger smolders;
    in the morning it blazes like a flaming fire.
All of them are hot as an oven,
    and they devour their rulers.
All their kings have fallen;
    none of them calls upon me.(B)

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  1. 7.6 Gk Syr: Heb brought near