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From the garden-lands of Moab joy and triumph have died away; all the presses I have emptied of their wine, no vintage-song, no treading the grapes as of old. (Jeremiah 48, 33)
Now Carioth✻ is lost, and all the strongholds taken; cowed as woman’s heart in child-bearing are those warrior hearts; (Jeremiah 48, 41)
And for Edom, this. No more is Theman wise, as of old, says the Lord of hosts; the prudence of that breed is lost, its wisdom all gone to waste. (Jeremiah 49, 7)
See how lion from the fens of Jordan sallies out against yonder protected fold! Not less sudden the alarm shall be;✻ and the flock shall have a master of my own choosing. Match for me is none, there is none dare implead me, no rival shepherd may challenge a claim like mine! (Jeremiah 49, 19)
Flee away, wander far away, men of Asor; deep, says the Lord, be your hiding-places! Here is Nabuchodonosor king of Babylon holding a council of war, devising plans against you. (Jeremiah 49, 30)
Tell it out, proclaim it for all the world to hear; set up a trophy, and cry the news, leave nothing untold! News of Babylon taken, and Bel thwarted, and Merodach overcome; all the idols put to shame, routed, all the false gods! (Jeremiah 50, 2)
Thus says the Lord of hosts: Here is great wrong done to Israel and to Juda both; he that has them holds them fast, and let them go he will not. (Jeremiah 50, 33)
See how lion from the fens of Jordan sallies out against yonder protected fold! Not less sudden the alarm shall be; and the flock shall have a master of my own choosing. Match for me is none, there is none dare implead me, no rival shepherd may challenge a claim like mine! (Jeremiah 50, 44)
Babylon, that was once a golden cup in the Lord’s hand, for a whole world’s bemusing! Drank nations of that cup, how they reeled and tottered! (Jeremiah 51, 7)
crush man and woman, crush old and young, crush lad and lass, (Jeremiah 51, 22)
Have at thee, stronghold of ruin, the Lord says, a whole world’s ruin! My hand is raised to smite thee, and tear thee from thy rocky bed; a calcined heap thou shalt be, (Jeremiah 51, 25)
See how her warriors quit the field, to garrison their strongholds, how their valour dies away and grows womanish, how her roofs blaze, the bars of her gates are shattered! (Jeremiah 51, 30)
