12 Let his strength be diminished by famine, and let starvation invade his ribs.
13 Let it devour the beauty of his skin; let the ancient death consume his arms.
14 Let his confidence be torn away from his tabernacle, and let ruin trample over him like a king.
15 Let the companions of he who is not, dwell in his tabernacle; let brimstone rain down upon his tabernacle.
16 Let his roots be dried up from beneath him, and his harvest be crushed from above.
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