12 All your fortresses are (A)like fig trees
    with first-ripe figs—
if shaken they fall
    into the mouth of the eater.
13 Behold, your troops
    (B)are women in your midst.
The gates of your land
    are wide open to your enemies;
    fire has devoured your bars.

14 (C)Draw water for the siege;
    (D)strengthen your forts;
go into the clay;
    tread the mortar;
    take hold of the brick mold!

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12 All your fortresses are fig trees
with figs that ripened first;
when shaken, they fall—
right into the mouth of the eater!

13 Look, your troops are like women among you;
your land’s city gates
are wide open to your enemies.
Fire will devour the bars of your gates.

14 Draw water for the siege;
strengthen your fortresses.
Step into the clay and tread the mortar;
take hold of the brick-mold!

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