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17 Like a pregnant woman drawing near to giving birth writhes and cries out in pain, so have we been before Your face, O YHWH. 18 We were pregnant; we writhed; we gave birth as if to the wind; we have not accomplished salvation on earth, and those dwelling in the world have not fallen. 19 Your dead will live—my corpse they rise! Awake and sing out, O dwellers of the dust! For a dew of light is your dew, and the earth, she will cast out the Rephaim. 20 Go, my people, come into your chambers, and shut your doors behind you; hide yourself a little while, until His anger has passed by. 21 For behold, YHWH is coming forth from His place to punish the iniquity of those dwelling in the earth! And the earth will uncover her bloodshed and she will not cover anymore over her slain. Isaiah 26:17-21, Berean Literal Bible. Public domain.
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