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He bent his bow like an enemy;
    the arrow in his right hand
Like a foe, he killed
    all those held precious;
On the tent of daughter Zion
    he poured out his wrath like fire.

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Like an enemy he has strung his bow;(A)
    his right hand is ready.
Like a foe he has slain
    all who were pleasing to the eye;(B)
he has poured out his wrath(C) like fire(D)
    on the tent(E) of Daughter Zion.

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12 I was in peace, but he dislodged me,
    seized me by the neck, dashed me to pieces.
He has set me up for a target;

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12 All was well with me, but he shattered me;
    he seized me by the neck and crushed me.(A)
He has made me his target;(B)

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