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And the multitude of all the nations that fight against Ariel shall be as a dream, a vision by night, all those who make the war against it and strongholds against it and lay siege to it.

And it shall be like a hungry man dreams: And behold, he eats. And when he awakens, his soul is empty. Or like a thirsty man dreams: And lo, he is drinking. And when he awakens, behold, he faints. And his soul longs. So shall the multitude of all nations be that fight against Mount Zion.

Wait and wonder. Blind yourself and be blinded. They are drunk, but not with wine. They stagger, but not by strong drink.

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