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Wail, Heshbon,(A) for Ai is devastated;
cry out, daughters of Rabbah!
Clothe yourselves with sackcloth,(B) and lament;
run back and forth within your walls,[a]
because Milcom will go into exile
together with his priests and officials.(C)
Why do you boast about your valleys,
your flowing valley,[b]
you faithless daughter –
you who trust in your treasures
and say, ‘Who can attack me? ’
Look, I am about to bring terror on you(D)
this is the declaration of the Lord God of Armies –
from all those around you.
You will be banished, each person headlong,
with no one to gather up the fugitives.

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Footnotes

  1. 49:3 Or sheepfolds
  2. 49:4 Or about your strength, your ebbing strength