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“On your feet! Let us attack by night
    and destroy her palaces.”
These are the words of the Lord of hosts:
    Cut down her trees
    and raise up siege-ramps against Jerusalem.
This city must be punished,
    for oppression is rampant within her.
As a well keeps its water fresh,
    so she keeps fresh her wickedness.
Sounds of violence and destruction resound within her;
    sickness and wounds are never out of my sight.

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