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On a bare hill raise a signal,
    cry aloud to them;
wave the hand for them to enter
    the gates of the nobles.
I myself have commanded my consecrated ones,
    have summoned my warriors, my proudly exulting ones,
    to execute my anger.

Listen, a tumult on the mountains
    as of a great multitude!
Listen, an uproar of kingdoms,
    of nations gathering together!
The Lord of hosts is mustering
    an army for battle.

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Raise a banner(A) on a bare hilltop,
    shout to them;
beckon to them
    to enter the gates(B) of the nobles.
I have commanded those I prepared for battle;
    I have summoned my warriors(C) to carry out my wrath(D)
    those who rejoice(E) in my triumph.

Listen, a noise on the mountains,
    like that of a great multitude!(F)
Listen, an uproar(G) among the kingdoms,
    like nations massing together!
The Lord Almighty(H) is mustering(I)
    an army for war.

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