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17 who made the world like a desert
    and overthrew its cities,
    who would not let his prisoners go home?”(A)
18 All the kings of the nations lie in glory,
    each in his own tomb,
19 but you are cast out, away from your grave,
    like loathsome carrion,[a]
clothed with the dead, those pierced by the sword,
    who go down to the stones of the Pit
    like a corpse trampled underfoot.(B)

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  1. 14.19 Cn Compare Gk: Heb like a loathed branch