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He also cried with a loud voice in my ears, saying, “The reckonings of the city draw near; and every man has a weapon in his hand to destroy it.”

And behold, six men came by the way of the high gate which lies toward the North, and every man with a weapon in his hand to destroy it. And one man among them was clothed in linen, with a writer’s inkhorn by his side. And they went in and stood beside the bronze Altar.

And the Glory of the God of Israel had gone up from the Cherub, upon which it had been, to the door of the house. And he called to the man clothed in linen, who had the writer’s inkhorn by his side.

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