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Pestilence went out before Him,
    and plague followed His feet.
He stood and measured the earth;
    He looked and shook the nations.
The eternal mountains were scattered,
    the perpetual hills bowed.
    His ways are everlasting.
I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction;
    the curtains of the land of Midian trembled.

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