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13 He will stretch out his hand against the north
and devastate Assyria
and make Nineveh as a wasteland—
    dry as a desert.
14 Flocks will lie down in her midst,
all kinds of beasts—
both the little owl and the great owl
    will lodge in her pillars.
A voice will hoot in the window.
Ruin will be in the doorway,
for the cedar beams will be exposed.
15 This is the exultant city,
dwelling securely,
saying in her heart,
    ‘It’s me—no one else but me!’
    How did she become a ruin,
    an abode for wild beasts?
Everyone who passes by her
    hisses and shakes his fist.

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