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47 “Come down and sit in the dust, O virgin daughter, Babel! Sit on the ground! There is no throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans! For you shall no longer be called, ‘tender’ and ‘delicate’.

“Take the millstones and grind meal. Loosen your veil. Make your feet bare. Uncover your leg. Pass through the rivers.

“Your filthiness shall be uncovered, and your shame shall be seen. I will take vengeance, and I will not meet you as a man.”

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