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I will set up war camps all around you.
    I will blockade you with towers.
    I will put up mounds of dirt around you.
When you have fallen, you will speak as you lie on the ground.
    Your words will be muffled by the dust.
    Your voice will come out of the ground like that of a ghost.
    Your words will be whispered from the dust.
Your many enemies will be like fine dust.
    Your many foes will be like husks blown by the wind.
    All of this will happen suddenly, unexpectedly.

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I will encamp against you on all sides;
    I will encircle(A) you with towers
    and set up my siege works(B) against you.
Brought low, you will speak from the ground;
    your speech will mumble(C) out of the dust.(D)
Your voice will come ghostlike(E) from the earth;
    out of the dust your speech will whisper.(F)

But your many enemies will become like fine dust,(G)
    the ruthless(H) hordes like blown chaff.(I)
Suddenly,(J) in an instant,

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