I will make it a wasteland,(A)
    neither pruned nor cultivated,
    and briers and thorns(B) will grow there.
I will command the clouds
    not to rain(C) on it.”

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19 They will all come and settle in the steep ravines and in the crevices(A) in the rocks, on all the thornbushes(B) and at all the water holes.

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