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13 Nations as the wasting of many waters are wasted, And He hath pushed against it, And it hath fled afar off, And been pursued as chaff of hills before wind, And as a rolling thing before a hurricane.

14 At even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!

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13 Although the peoples roar(A) like the roar of surging waters,
    when he rebukes(B) them they flee(C) far away,
driven before the wind like chaff(D) on the hills,
    like tumbleweed before a gale.(E)
14 In the evening, sudden(F) terror!(G)
    Before the morning, they are gone!(H)
This is the portion of those who loot us,
    the lot of those who plunder us.

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