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Gather vp thy wares out of the land, O inhabitant of the fortresse.

For thus saith the Lord, Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of the land at this once, and will distresse them, that they may find it so.

Woe is mee for my hurt, my wound is grieuous: but I sayd, Truely this is a griefe, and I must beare it.

My Tabernacle is spoyled, and all my cordes are broken: my children are gone foorth of me, and they are not: there is none to stretch foorth my tent any more, and to set vp my curtaines.

For the Pastours are become brutish, and haue not sought the Lord: therefore they shall not prosper, and all their flockes shall be scattered.

Behold, the noise of the bruit is come, and a great commotion out of the North countrey, to make the cities of Iudah desolate, and a denne of dragons.