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Isaiah 21:2

— A grievous vi­sion is de­clared unto me; the treach­er­ous deal­er dealeth treach­er­ous­ly, and the spoil­er spoi­leth. Go up, O Elam: be­siege, O Me­dia; all the sigh­ing there­of have I made to cease.

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1 The bur­den of the desert of the sea. As whirl­winds in the south pass through; so it cometh from the desert, from a ter­ri­ble land. 2 A grievous vi­sion is de­clared unto me; the treach­er­ous deal­er dealeth treach­er­ous­ly, and the spoil­er spoi­leth. Go up, O Elam: be­siege, O Me­dia; all the sigh­ing there­of have I made to cease. 3 There­fore are my loins filled with pain: pangs have tak­en hold upon me, as the pangs of a wom­an that tra­vaileth: I was bowed down at the hear­ing of it; I was dis­mayed at the see­ing of it.…

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