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My heart flutters. Horror has frightened me. The twilight that I desired has been turned into trembling for me. They prepare the table. They set the watch. They eat. They drink. Rise up, you princes, oil the shield! For the Lord said to me, “Go, set a watchman. Let him declare what he sees.

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My heart(A) falters,
    fear makes me tremble;(B)
the twilight I longed for
    has become a horror(C) to me.

They set the tables,
    they spread the rugs,
    they eat, they drink!(D)
Get up, you officers,
    oil the shields!(E)

This is what the Lord says to me:

“Go, post a lookout(F)
    and have him report what he sees.

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