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Babel has been as a golden cup in the LORD’s Hand, that made all the Earth drunk. The nations have drunk her wine; therefore, the nations rage.

Babel has suddenly fallen and been destroyed. Howl for her! Bring balm for her sore, if she may be healed.

We wanted to heal Babel; but she was not healed. Forsake her and let everyone go into his own country. For her judgment has come up into Heaven and has been lifted up to the clouds.

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