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For the hand of the Lord will rest on this mountain. And Moab will be crushed in his place, as straw is crushed down in animal waste.

And the Lord will bring down your high walls built for war and lay them low. He will throw them to the ground, even to the dust.

Trust in the Lord forever. For the Lord God is a Rock that lasts forever.

For He has brought down low those who live on a high place, the high city. He lays it low. He lays it low to the ground. He throws it to the dust.

While following in Your ways, O Lord, we have waited for You. To remember You and Your name is the desire of our souls.

My soul has a desire for You in the night. Yes, my spirit within me looks for You in the morning. For when you punish the earth, the people of the world learn what is right and good.

O Lord, Your hand is lifted up but they do not see it. Let them see Your care for Your people and be ashamed. Let fire destroy those who hate You.

O Lord, You will give us peace, for You have done all our works for us.

O Lord, they looked for You in their trouble. They could only say a quiet prayer while You were punishing them.

Your dead will live. Their dead bodies will rise. You who lie in the dust, wake up and call out for joy. For as the water on the grass in the morning brings new life, the earth will bring back to life those who have been dead.

Come, my people, go into your rooms. Close your doors behind you. Hide for a little while until God's anger is past.

For see, the Lord is about to come out from His place to punish the people of the earth for their sin. And the earth will let the blood be seen that has poured on her. She will no longer cover her dead.

The city made strong for battle is empty and alone, a place left alone like the desert. The calves eat there, and they lie down and eat from its branches.

For He says, ‘Law on law, law on law, rule on rule, rule on rule, a little here, a little there.'"

For the Lord will rise up as at Mount Perazim. He will be angry as in the valley of Gibeon, to do what He needs to do, His strange act, and to do His work, His different kind of work.

For his God tells him what to do and teaches him the right way.

Grain for bread is crushed. He does not keep on crushing it forever. When he drives his wagon-wheel over it with his horses, it does not crush it.

It is bad for Ariel, Ariel the city where David once set up his tents! Add year to year. Keep your special suppers at the right times.

For the Lord has given you a deep sleep. He has shut your eyes, you who speak for God. He has covered your heads, men of God.

And the special dream of all this will be to you like the words of a locked book. When they give it to one who can read, saying, "Read this," he says, "I cannot, for it is locked."