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He also cried with a loud voice in my ears, saying, “The reckonings of the city draw near; and every man has a weapon in his hand to destroy it.”

And behold, six men came by the way of the high gate which lies toward the North, and every man with a weapon in his hand to destroy it. And one man among them was clothed in linen, with a writer’s inkhorn by his side. And they went in and stood beside the bronze Altar.

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