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Nineveh is like a pool
    whose waters escape;
“Stop! Stop!”
    but none turns back.(A)
10 “Plunder the silver, plunder the gold!”
    There is no end to the treasure,
    to wealth in every precious thing!

11 Emptiness, desolation, waste;
    melting hearts and trembling knees,
Churning in every stomach,
    every face turning pale!(B)

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Plunder the silver!
    Plunder the gold!
The supply is endless,
    the wealth from all its treasures!
10 She is pillaged, plundered, stripped!
    Hearts melt,(A) knees give way,
    bodies tremble, every face grows pale.(B)

11 Where now is the lions’ den,(C)
    the place where they fed their young,
where the lion and lioness went,
    and the cubs, with nothing to fear?

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