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A Prophecy Against Babylon

21 The oracle of the desert of the sea.

As whirlwinds in the Negev pass through,
    so it comes from the desert,
    from a terrible land.

A grievous vision is declared to me;
    the treacherous one still deals treacherously, and the destroyer still destroys.
Go up, O Elam. Lay siege, O Media.
    All her sighing I have made to cease.

Therefore, my loins are filled with pain;
    pangs have taken hold of me as the pangs of a woman who travails.
I am so perplexed at the hearing of it;
    I am so dismayed at the seeing of it.

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