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March toward the perpetual ruins.
March against all the evil done by the enemy in the sanctuary.

The Destruction

Your foes roared in the middle of your appointed place.
They set up their battle standards as signs.
They looked like men swinging axes in a thicket of trees.

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Turn your steps toward these everlasting ruins,(A)
    all this destruction the enemy has brought on the sanctuary.

Your foes roared(B) in the place where you met with us;
    they set up their standards(C) as signs.
They behaved like men wielding axes
    to cut through a thicket of trees.(D)

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Lift up thy feet unto the perpetual desolations; even all that the enemy hath done wickedly in the sanctuary.

Thine enemies roar in the midst of thy congregations; they set up their ensigns for signs.

A man was famous according as he had lifted up axes upon the thick trees.

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