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  • See where they bring good news on the mountain heights, proclaiming that all is well! Now, Juda, keep holiday; paid be thy vows; mocking enemy shall pass through thee no more; never a one left.✻ (Nahum 1, 15)

  • Alas, for warriors of Nineve gone into exile, for maids of hers led away,✻ that sigh and moan like ring-doves in the bitterness of their heart! (Nahum 2, 7)

  • Write down thy vision, the Lord said, on a tablet, so plain that it may be read with a glance; (Habakkuk 2, 2)

  • And thy prayer was, stock and stone should wake up and come to thy aid, senseless things that cannot signify their will;✻ nay, breath in their bodies have none, for all they are tricked out with gold and silver! (Habakkuk 2, 19)

  • Listen, the Lord said to them through the prophet Aggaeus, (Haggai 1, 3)

  • the promise I gave when you escaped from Egypt; my own spirit shall be among you, do not be afraid.✻ (Haggai 2, 6)

  • And the question was this: Here is one carries consecrated meat in the fold of his garment, and with this same fold chances to touch bread or broth, wine or oil, or what food you will; does this food become consecrated thereby? And the priests said No. (Haggai 2, 13)

  • Mark well how you thrive henceforward, from this twenty-fourth day of the ninth month, when you laid the foundations of the Lord’s temple;✻ mark it well. (Haggai 2, 19)

  • And to him, now, the angel of the myrtle-wood, those others made their report: All earth we have patrolled, said they, and everywhere is safety, everywhere is rest. (Zechariah 1, 11)

  • Ah, Lord of hosts, my angel monitor said, wilt thou never relent, never take pity upon Jerusalem and the towns of Juda? Here be seventy years come and gone. (Zechariah 1, 12)

  • Cry it abroad, now, my monitor said to me, this message from the Lord of hosts: Jealous, right jealous my love for Sion’s hill, (Zechariah 1, 14)

  • What errand, said I, have these? Why, said he, yonder horns made such havoc of Juda till now, never a man might lift his head; what should be the blacksmiths’ errand but to turn them back?✻ Polled they must be henceforward, the heathen folk that once tossed Juda to the winds. (Zechariah 1, 21)


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