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;
the gates of your land
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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12 All your fortifications are fig trees with ripe fruit;
        when the trees are shaken, the fruit falls into the mouth of the eater.
13 Look, your people are women in your midst.
    The gates of your land have been flung wide open to your enemies.
        Fire consumes the bars of your gates.
14 Draw water for yourself to prepare for siege!
        Strengthen your fortifications!
        Tread the clay, trample the mortar, grab the brick mold!

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