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Before him went pestilence,
    and plague followed close behind.
He stopped and shook the earth;
    he looked and made the nations tremble.
The eternal mountains were shattered;
    along his ancient pathways
    the everlasting hills sank low.
I saw the tents of Cushan under affliction;
    the tent-curtains of the land of Midian trembled.

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Plague(A) went before him;
    pestilence followed his steps.
He stood, and shook the earth;
    he looked, and made the nations tremble.
The ancient mountains crumbled(B)
    and the age-old hills(C) collapsed(D)
    but he marches on forever.(E)
I saw the tents of Cushan in distress,
    the dwellings of Midian(F) in anguish.(G)

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