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42 They wield bows and spears,
    and their cruelty allows no mercy.
As they ride forth on their horses,
    their sound resembles that of the roaring sea.
All of them are arrayed for battle
    to fight against you, daughter of Babylon.
43 News of their approach has reached the king of Babylon,
    and his hands fall limp at his side.
Anguish has seized him,
    pangs like those of a woman in labor.
44 Behold, like a lion coming up
    from the thickets of the Jordan
    to the perennial feeding grounds,
I will in a single instant drive them away
    and appoint over her whomever I choose.
For who is there like me?
    Who can challenge me?
    What shepherd can stand up to me?

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