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2 The comely and the delicate one I have cut off, The daughter of Zion."
3 Unto her come do shepherds and their droves, They have stricken tents by her round about, They have fed each [in] his own station."
4 Sanctify you against her the battle, Rise, and we go up at noon. Woe to us, for turned has the day, For stretched out are the shades of evening,
5 `Rise, and we go up by night, And we destroy her palaces.'"
6 For thus said Yahweh of Hosts:Cut down her wood, And pour out against Jerusalem a mount, She [is] the city to be inspected, Wholly--she is oppression in her midst."