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Thou that art full of noise, a tumultuous city, exultant city; thy slain men are not slain with the cherev, nor dead in milchamah.

All thy rulers are fled together, they are captured by the keshet (bow); all that are found in thee are captured together, which have fled far away.

Therefore said I, Look away from me; I will weep bitterly, labor not to comfort me, because of the shod (catastrophe) of Bat Ami.

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