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1 He cried also in mine ears with a loud voice, say­ing, Cause them that have charge over the city to draw near, even ev­ery man with his de­stroy­ing weapon in his hand. 2 And, be­hold, six men came from the way of the high­er gate, which li­eth to­ward the north, and ev­ery man a slaugh­ter weapon in his hand; and one man among them was clothed with linen, with a writer's inkhorn by his side: and they went in, and stood be­side the brasen al­tar. 3 And the glo­ry of the God of Is­rael was gone up from the cherub, where­upon he was, to the thresh­old of the house. And he called to the man clothed with linen, which had the writer's inkhorn by his side; 4 And the LORD said unto him, Go through the midst of the city, through the midst of Jerusalem, and set a mark upon the fore­heads of the men that sigh and that cry for all the abom­i­na­tions that be done in the midst there­of. 5 And to the oth­ers he said in mine hear­ing, Go ye af­ter him through the city, and smite: let not your eye spare, nei­ther have ye pity: 6 Slay ut­ter­ly old and young, both maids, and lit­tle chil­dren, and wom­en: but come not near any man upon whom is the mark; and be­gin at my sanc­tu­ary. Then they be­gan at the an­cient men which were be­fore the house. 7 And he said unto them, De­file the house, and fill the courts with the slain: go ye forth. And they went forth, and slew in the city. 8 And it came to pass, while they were slay­ing them, and I was left, that I fell upon my face, and cried, and said, Ah Lord GOD! wilt thou de­stroy all the residue of Is­rael in thy pour­ing out of thy fury upon Jerusalem? 9 Then said he unto me, The in­iq­ui­ty of the house of Is­rael and Ju­dah is ex­ceed­ing great, and the land is full of blood, and the city full of per­verse­ness: for they say, The LORD hath for­sak­en the earth, and the LORD seeth not. 10 And as for me al­so, mine eye shall not spare, nei­ther will I have pity, but I will rec­om­pense their way upon their head. 11 And, be­hold, the man clothed with linen, which had the inkhorn by his side, re­port­ed the mat­ter, say­ing, I have done as thou hast com­mand­ed me.