H owl, O gate; cry, O city; thou, whole Philistia, art dissolved; for there shall come from the north a smoke, and not one shall be left in thy assemblies.
Aúlla, oh puerta; grita, oh ciudad; derrítete toda tú, Filistea; porque vendrá una humareda del norte, y no desertará de sus tropas ni uno solo.
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