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Lift up a banner on a bare mountain,
raise a voice to them, wave a hand,
so that they may enter the gates of the nobles.
I have commanded My consecrated ones,
yes, I have called My mighty ones,
    My proud exulting ones, for My fury.
A sound of tumult in the mountains
    like that of many people!
A sound of uproar of kingdoms,
    of nations gathered!
Adonai-Tzva’ot is mustering
    the army for battle.

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