ISAIAH 13:2,4,12,14
Lift ye up a banner
upon the high mountain
Exalt the voice unto them
Shake the hand that they may go
into the gates of the nobles
The noise of the multitude
like as of a great people
A tumultuous noise
of the kingdoms
of the nations
gathered together
The Lord of hosts mustereth
the host of battle
I will make a man more precious than fine gold
even a man than the golden wedge of Ophir
And it shall be as the chased roe
and a sheep that no man taketh up
They shall every man turn to his own people
and flee every one into his own land
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