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1 The burden of the wilderness of the sea. Like windstorms in the south for passing through, || It has come from the wilderness, || From a fearful land. 2 A hard vision has been declared to me, || The treacherous dealer is dealing treacherously, || And the destroyer is destroying. Go up, O Elam, besiege, O Media, || I have caused all its sighing to cease. 3 Therefore my loins have been filled [with] great pain, || Pangs have seized me as pangs of a travailing woman, || I have been bent down by hearing, || I have been troubled by seeing. 4 My heart has wandered, trembling has terrified me, || He has made the twilight of my desire a fear to me, Isaiah 21:1-4, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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