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11 Tremble, you who are so complacent!
    Shudder, you who are so confident!
Strip yourselves bare,
    with only a loincloth for cover.(A)
12 Beat your breasts
    for the pleasant fields,
    for the fruitful vine;(B)
13 For the soil of my people,
    overgrown with thorns and briers;
For all the joyful houses,
    the exultant city.(C)

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