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42 They will hold the bow and the lance;
    they are cruel and will not show mercy.
Their voice shall roar like the sea;
    and they shall ride on horses,
everyone put in array, like a man to the battle,
    against you, O daughter of Babylon.
43 The king of Babylon has heard the report of them,
    and his hands waxed feeble.
Anguish took hold of him,
    and pangs as of a woman in labor.
44 He will come up like a lion from the thicket of the Jordan
    to the perpetually watered meadow.
But I will make them suddenly run away from it,
    and whoever is chosen I will appoint over it.
For who is like Me? And who will summon Me into court?
    And who is the shepherd that can stand before Me?

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