Even of late my people is risen up as an enemy: ye pull off the robe with the garment from them that pass by securely as men averse from war.

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Lately my people have risen up
    like an enemy.
You strip off the rich robe
    from those who pass by without a care,
    like men returning from battle.

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The women of my people have ye cast out from their pleasant houses; from their children have ye taken away my glory for ever.

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You drive the women of my people
    from their pleasant homes.(A)
You take away my blessing
    from their children forever.

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