His troops come on together; they have cast up their siege ramp against me and encamp around my tent.
On my right hand the rabble rise; they push away my feet; they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
his archers surround me. He slashes open my kidneys and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.
God gives me up to the ungodly and casts me into the hands of the wicked.
and I will put it into the hand of your tormentors, who have said to you, ‘Bow down, that we may pass over’; and you have made your back like the ground and like the street for them to pass over.”
Woe to Assyria, the rod of my anger; the staff in their hands is my fury! Against a godless nation I send him, and against the people of my wrath I command him, to take spoil and seize plunder, and to tread them down like the mire of the streets.
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