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.

I have commanded my sanctified ones, I have also called my mighty ones for mine anger, even them that rejoice in my highness.

The noise of a multitude in the mountains, like as of a great people; a tumultuous noise of the kingdoms of nations gathered together: the Lord of hosts mustereth the host of the battle.

They come from a far country, from the end of heaven, even the Lord, and the weapons of his indignation, to destroy the whole land.

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Raise a banner(A) on a bare hilltop,
    shout to them;
beckon to them
    to enter the gates(B) of the nobles.
I have commanded those I prepared for battle;
    I have summoned my warriors(C) to carry out my wrath(D)
    those who rejoice(E) in my triumph.

Listen, a noise on the mountains,
    like that of a great multitude!(F)
Listen, an uproar(G) among the kingdoms,
    like nations massing together!
The Lord Almighty(H) is mustering(I)
    an army for war.
They come from faraway lands,
    from the ends of the heavens(J)
the Lord and the weapons(K) of his wrath(L)
    to destroy(M) the whole country.

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