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Therefore, lo, I am bringing in against thee strangers, The terrible of the nations, And they have drawn out their swords Against the beauty of thy wisdom, And they have pierced thy brightness.

To destruction they bring thee down, Thou diest by the deaths of the wounded, in the heart of the seas.

Dost thou really say, `I [am] God,' Before him who is slaying thee? And thou [art] man, and not God, In the hand of him who is piercing thee.

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I am going to bring foreigners against you,
    the most ruthless of nations;(A)
they will draw their swords against your beauty and wisdom(B)
    and pierce your shining splendor.(C)
They will bring you down to the pit,(D)
    and you will die a violent death(E)
    in the heart of the seas.(F)
Will you then say, “I am a god,”
    in the presence of those who kill you?
You will be but a mortal, not a god,(G)
    in the hands of those who slay you.(H)

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