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30 Turn it back unto its scabbard, In the place where thou wast produced, In the land of thy birth I do judge thee. 31 And I have poured on thee Mine indignation, With fire of My wrath I blow against thee, And have given thee into the hand of brutish men -- artificers of destruction. 32 To the fire thou art for fuel, Thy blood is in the midst of the land, Thou art not remembered, For I, Jehovah, have spoken!' Ezekiel 21:30-32, Young's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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