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A grievous vision was shown to me: “The treacherous deal treacherously and the destroyer destroys. Go up, Elam. Besiege Media. I have caused all its mourning to cease.”

Therefore, my loins are filled with sorrow. Sorrows have taken me, as the sorrows of a woman in childbirth. I was bowed down when I heard it. I was amazed when I saw it.

My heart failed. Fearfulness troubled me. He has turned the night of my pleasures into fear for me.

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