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5 Wake up, you drunkards, and weep; wail, all you wine drinkers, Over the new wine, taken away from your mouths. 6 For a nation invaded my land, powerful and past counting, With teeth like a lion’s, fangs like those of a lioness. 7 It has stripped bare my vines, splintered my fig tree, Shearing off its bark and throwing it away, until its branches turn white. Joel 1:5-7, New American Bible Revised. Copyright © 2010 USCCB.
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