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Wandered hath my heart, trembling hath terrified me, The twilight of my desire He hath made a fear to me,

Arrange the table, watch in the watch-tower, Eat, drink, rise, ye heads, anoint the shield,

For thus said the Lord unto me: `Go, station the watchman, That which he seeth let him declare.'

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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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