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18 Thy sheepheardes O king of Assur slumber, thy noble men shall dwell in death thy people is scattered vpon the mountaynes, & there is none to gather them together. 19 Thy wound shall not be healed, thy plague is great, all that heare of thee, clap their handes: For to whom hath not thy euil dealing pearsed continually? Nahum 3:18-19, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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