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42 They take up bow and spear.
    They are cruel, and have no mercy.
    Their voice roars like the sea.
They ride on horses,
    everyone set in array,
    as a man to the battle,
    against you, daughter of Babylon.
43 The king of Babylon has heard the news of them,
    and his hands become feeble:
anguish has taken hold of him,
    pains as of a woman in labor.
44 Behold, the enemy will come up like a lion
    from the pride of the Jordan against the strong habitation;
    for I will suddenly make them run away from it.
Whoever is chosen,
    I will appoint him over it;
    for who is like me?
Who will appoint me a time?
    Who is the shepherd who can stand before me?”

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