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12Thus saith the Lord:
Though they be in full strength, and likewise many,
Even so shall they be cut down, and he shall pass away;
And though I have afflicted thee, I will afflict thee no more.
13And now will I break his yoke from off thee,
And will burst thy bonds in sunder.
14And the Lord hath given commandment concerning thee,
That no more of thy name be sown;
Out of the house of thy god will I cut off
The graven image and the molten image;
I will make thy grave; for thou art become worthless.
2Behold upon the mountains the feet of him
That bringeth good tidings, that announceth peace!
Keep thy feasts, O Judah,
Perform thy vows;
For the wicked one shall no more pass through thee;
He is utterly cut off.
2A maul is come up before thy face;
Guard the defences,
Watch the way, make thy loins strong,
Fortify thy power mightily!—
3For the Lord restoreth the pride of Jacob,
As the pride of Israel;
For the emptiers have emptied them out,
And marred their vine-branches.—
4The shield of his mighty men is made red,
The valiant men are in scarlet;
The chariots are fire of steel in the day of his preparation,
And the cypress spears are made to quiver.
5The chariots rush madly in the streets,
They jostle one against another in the broad places;
The appearance of them is like torches,
They run to and fro like the lightnings.
6He bethinketh himself of his worthies;
They stumble in their march;
They make haste to the wall thereof,
And the mantelet is prepared.
7The gates of the rivers are opened,
And the palace is dissolved.
8And the queen is uncovered, she is carried away,
And her handmaids moan as with the voice of doves,
Tabering upon their breasts.
9But Nineveh hath been from of old like a pool of water;
Yet they flee away;
'Stand, stand';
But none looketh back.
10Take ye the spoil of silver, take the spoil of gold;
For there is no end of the store,
Rich with all precious vessels.
11She is empty, and void, and waste;
And the heart melteth, and the knees smite together,
And convulsion is in all loins,
And the faces of them all have gathered blackness.
12Where is the den of the lions,
Which was the feeding-place of the young lions,
Where the lion and the lioness walked,
And the lion's whelp, and none made them afraid?