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Woe, land of whirring wings Which lies beyond the rivers of [221]Cush, |
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Which sends messengers by the sea, Even in papyrus vessels on the surface of the waters. Go, swift messengers, to a nation [222]tall and smooth, To a people feared [223]far and wide, A powerful and oppressive nation Whose land the rivers divide. |
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All you who inhabit the world, and live on earth, As soon as a flag is raised on the mountains, you will see it, And as soon as the trumpet is blown, you will hear it. |
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For this is what the LORD has told me: “I will quietly look [224]from My dwelling place Like dazzling heat in the [225]sunshine, Like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.” |
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For before the harvest, as soon as the bud [226]blossoms And the flower becomes a ripening grape, He will cut off the shoots with pruning knives, And remove and tear away the spreading branches. |
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They will be left together for mountain birds of prey, And for the animals of the earth; And the birds of prey will spend the summer feeding on them, And all the animals of the earth will spend harvest time on them. |
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At that time a gift of tribute will be brought to the LORD of armies [227]From a people [228]tall and smooth, From a people feared [229]far and wide, A powerful and oppressive nation, Whose land the rivers divide— To the place of the name of the LORD of armies, to Mount Zion. |
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