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11 Tremble, you women who are at ease;
(A)Quake, you complacent daughters;
(B)Strip, undress, and put sackcloth on your waist,
12 (C)Beat your breasts for the desirable fields, for the fruitful vine,
13 (D)For the land of my people in which thorns and briars shall come up,
Indeed, against all the joyful houses and the (E)exultant city.

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