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Wail, O Heshbon, for Ai is laid waste!
    Cry out, O daughters[a] of Rabbah!
Put on sackcloth,
    lament, and slash yourselves with whips![b]
For Milcom[c] shall go into exile,
    with his priests and his attendants.(A)
Why do you boast in your strength?
    Your strength is ebbing,
O faithless daughter.
    Who trusted in her treasures, saying,[d]
    “Who will attack me?”(B)
I am going to bring terror upon you,
    says the Lord God of hosts,
    from all your neighbors,
and you will be scattered, each headlong,
    with no one to gather the fugitives.(C)

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Footnotes

  1. 49.3 Or villages
  2. 49.3 Cn: Meaning of Heb uncertain
  3. 49.3 Gk Vg Syr: Heb their king
  4. 49.4 Gk: Heb lacks saying