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17 Behold, I am stirring up the Medes against them, || Who do not esteem silver, || And gold—they do not delight in it. 18 And bows dash young men to pieces, || And they do not pity the fruit of the womb, || Their eye has no pity on sons. Isaiah 13:17-18, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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