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Woe, land of whirring wings Which lies beyond the rivers of ^(F1)(C1)Cush,

Which sends messengers by the sea, Even in ^(C1)papyrus vessels on the surface of the waters. Go, swift messengers, to a nation ^(F1)(C2)tall and smooth, To a people ^(C3)feared ^(F2)far and wide, A powerful and oppressive nation Whose land the rivers divide.

^(C1)All you who inhabit the world, and live on earth, As soon as a flag is raised on the mountains, ^(C2)you will see it, And as soon as the trumpet is blown, you will hear it.

For this is what the LORD has told me: "I will quietly look ^(F1)from My ^(C1)dwelling place Like dazzling heat in the ^(F2)(C2)sunshine, Like a cloud of ^(C3)dew in the heat of harvest."

For ^(C1)before the harvest, as soon as the bud ^(F1)blossoms And the flower becomes a ripening grape, He will cut off the shoots with pruning knives, And remove and tear away the spreading branches.

They will be left together for mountain birds ^(C1)of prey, And for the animals of the earth; And the birds of prey will spend the summer feeding on them, And all the animals of the earth will spend harvest time on them.

At that time a gift of tribute will be brought to the LORD of armies ^(F1)From a ^(C1)people ^(F2)tall and smooth, From a people feared ^(F3)far and wide, A powerful and oppressive nation, Whose land the rivers divide— To the ^(C2)place of the name of the LORD of armies, to Mount Zion.