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Thus, saith Yahweh - Behold me! stirring up against Babylon, And against the inhabitants of the centre of them who rise up against me, - A wind that destroyeth;

And I will send to Babylon winnowers, And they shall winnow her, And shall empty her land, - For they are against her round about in the day of calamity.

Let not the archer tread his bow, Nor lift himself up in his coat of mail, - And do not spare her young men, Devote to destruction all her host.

So shall they fall wounded in the land of Chaldea, - Yea thrust through, in her streets,

For Israel and Judah have not been widowed a Of their God, Of Yahweh of hosts, - But, their land, hath been filled with punishment for guilt from the Holy One of Israel