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In the midst of Your Holy Place Your enemies have roared [with their battle cry]; they set up their own [idol] emblems for signs [of victory].

They seemed like men who lifted up axes upon a thicket of trees to make themselves a record.

And then all the carved wood of the Holy Place they broke down with hatchets and hammers.

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

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