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Flee out of the midst of Babel; and everyone deliver his soul! Do not be destroyed in her iniquity! For this is the time of the LORD’s vengeance. He will render to her a recompense!

Babel has been as a golden cup in the LORD’s Hand, that made all the Earth drunk. The nations have drunk her wine; therefore, the nations rage.

Babel has suddenly fallen and been destroyed. Howl for her! Bring balm for her sore, if she may be healed.

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