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22 Thus saith the Lord,
Behold, a people cometh from the north country,
and a great nation shall be raised from the sides of the earth.
23 They shall lay hold on bow and spear;
they are cruel, and have no mercy;
their voice roareth like the sea; and they ride upon horses,
set in array as men for war against thee, O daughter of Zion.
24 We have heard the fame thereof: our hands wax feeble:
anguish hath taken hold of us,
and pain, as of a woman in travail.
25 Go not forth into the field, nor walk by the way;
for the sword of the enemy and fear is on every side.

26 O daughter of my people, gird thee with sackcloth,
and wallow thyself in ashes:
make thee mourning, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation:
for the spoiler shall suddenly come upon us.

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