11 Also thou -- by the blood of thy covenant, I have sent thy prisoners out of the pit, There is no water in it.
12 Turn back to a fenced place, Ye prisoners of the hope, Even to-day a second announcer I restore to thee.
13 For I have trodden for Me Judah, A bow I have filled 'with' Ephraim, And I have stirred up thy sons, O Zion, Against thy sons, O Javan, And I have set thee as the sword of a hero.
14 And Jehovah doth appear for them, And gone forth as lightning hath His arrow, And the Lord Jehovah with a trumpet bloweth, And He hath gone with whirlwinds of the south.
15 Jehovah of Hosts doth cover them over, And they consumed, and subdued sling-stones, Yea, they have drunk, They have made a noise as wine, And they have been full as a bowl, As corners of an altar.
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