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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 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 morter,
make strong the brickkiln.

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