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14 I will ransom them from the power of Sheol.
    I will redeem them from Death.
O Death, where are your plagues?
    O Sheol, where is your sting?

Compassion is hidden from My eyes.
15     Though he be fruitful among his brothers,
the east wind will come, a wind of the Lord,
    rising from the wilderness.
And his spring shall become dry,
    his fountain shall be dried up.
It shall plunder his treasury
    of every desirable thing.
16 Samaria will be held guilty,
    for she has rebelled against her God.
They will fall by the sword,
    their infants will be dashed to pieces,
    and their pregnant women will be ripped open.

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