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Nineveh is like a pool
    whose waters run away.
“Halt! Halt!” they cry,
    but no one turns back.
“Plunder the silver!
    Plunder the gold!
There is no limit to the treasure,
    or to the wealth of every precious thing.”
10 She is desolate, empty, and waste!
    Hearts melt away, and knees shake;
    pain is in all the loins, and all their faces grow pale.

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