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14 And crouched in her midst have droves, Every beast of the nation, Both pelican and hedge-hog in her knobs lodge, A voice doth sing at the window, `Destruction [is] at the threshold, For the cedar-work is exposed.'

15 This [is] the exulting city that is dwelling confidently, That is saying in her heart, `I [am], and beside me there is none,' How hath she been for a desolation, A crouching-place for beasts, Every one passing by her doth hiss, He doth shake his hand!

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14 Flocks and herds(A) will lie down there,
    creatures of every kind.
The desert owl(B) and the screech owl(C)
    will roost on her columns.
Their hooting will echo through the windows,
    rubble will fill the doorways,
    the beams of cedar will be exposed.
15 This is the city of revelry(D)
    that lived in safety.(E)
She said to herself,
    “I am the one! And there is none besides me.”(F)
What a ruin she has become,
    a lair for wild beasts!(G)
All who pass by her scoff(H)
    and shake their fists.(I)

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