12 All your fortifications are fig trees withkripe fruit— When shaken, they fall into the eater’s mouth. 13 14 15 16 You have increased your traders more than the stars of heaven— The creeping locustlstrips and flies away. 17 Yourmguardsmen are like the swarming locust. Your marshals are like hordes of grasshoppers Settling in the stone walls on a cold day. The sun rises and they flee, And the place where they are is not known. 18 19 There is no relief for your breakdown, Your wound is incurable. All who hearnabout you Will clap their hands over you, For on whom has not your evil passed continually? |
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