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14 And flocks shall lie down in the midst of her,
all the beasts of the nations:
both the cormorant and the bittern shall lodge in the upper lintels of it;
their voice shall sing in the windows;
desolation shall be in the thresholds:
for he shall uncover the cedar work.
15 This is the rejoicing city that dwelt carelessly,
that said in her heart, I am, and there is none beside me:
how is she become a desolation, a place for beasts to lie down in!
every one that passeth by her shall hiss, and wag his hand.

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