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Woe be unto the land of flying ships, which is of this side the flood of Ethiopia:
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which sendeth her message over the sea in ships of reeds upon the water: and sayeth: go soon, and do your message unto a strange and hard folk: to a fearful people, and to a people that is further than this: to a desperate and pilled folk, whose land is divided from us with rivers of water.
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Yea all ye that sit in the compass of the world, and dwell upon the earth: when the token shall be given upon the mountains, then look up: and when the horn bloweth, then harken to,
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for thus hath the LORD said unto me. I laid me down, and pondered the matter in my house, at the Noon day when it was hot: And there fell a misling shower, like a dew, as it happeneth in Harvest.
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But the fruits were not yet ripe cut off, and the grapes were but young and green. Then one smote off, the grapes with an hook, yea he hewed down also the boughs and the branches, and did cast them away.
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And thus they were laid waste, for the fowls of the mountains, and for the beasts of the earth together. So that the fowls sat there upon, and the beasts of the earth wintered there.
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Then shall there be a present brought to the LORD of Hosts: even that hard folk, that fearful folk, and that further is than this: that desperate and pilled folk (whose land is divided from us with floods of water) unto the place of the name of the LORD of Hosts: even unto the hill of Sion.