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For the Lord will send a mighty army (the Assyrians) against you; like a mighty hailstorm he will burst upon you and dash you to the ground. The proud city of Samaria—yes, the joy and delight of the drunkards of Israel—will be hurled to the ground and trampled beneath the enemies’ feet. Once glorious, her fading beauty surrounded by a fertile valley will suddenly be gone, greedily snatched away as an early fig is hungrily snatched and gobbled up!

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See, the Lord has one who is powerful(A) and strong.
    Like a hailstorm(B) and a destructive wind,(C)
like a driving rain and a flooding(D) downpour,
    he will throw it forcefully to the ground.
That wreath, the pride of Ephraim’s(E) drunkards,
    will be trampled(F) underfoot.
That fading flower, his glorious beauty,
    set on the head of a fertile valley,(G)
will be like figs(H) ripe before harvest—
    as soon as people see them and take them in hand,
    they swallow them.

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