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O thou that art full of shoutings, a tumultuous city, a joyous town; thy slain are not slain with the sword, neither are they dead in battle. All thy rulers fled away together, they were bound [a]by the archers; all that were found of thee were bound together; [b]they fled afar off. Therefore said I, Look away from me, I will weep bitterly; [c]labor not to comfort me for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

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  1. Isaiah 22:3 Or, without the bow
  2. Isaiah 22:3 Or, that had fled from far
  3. Isaiah 22:4 Or, hasten