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24 Feeble hath been Damascus, She turned to flee, and fear strengthened her, Distress and pangs have seized her, as a travailing woman.

25 How is it not left -- the city of praise, The city of my joy!

26 Therefore fall do her young men in her broad places, And all the men of war are cut off in that day, An affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts.

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24 Damascus has become feeble,
    she has turned to flee
    and panic has gripped her;
anguish and pain have seized her,
    pain like that of a woman in labor.(A)
25 Why has the city of renown not been abandoned,
    the town in which I delight?
26 Surely, her young men(B) will fall in the streets;
    all her soldiers will be silenced(C) in that day,”
declares the Lord Almighty.

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