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My mind reels; horror has appalled me;
    the twilight I longed for
    has been turned for me into trembling.(A)
They prepare the table;
    they spread the rugs;
    they eat; they drink.
Rise up, commanders;
    oil the shield!(B)
For thus the Lord said to me:
“Go, post a lookout;
    let him announce what he sees.

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