І буде юрба ворогів твоїх, мов тонкий пил, юрба ж насильників мов полова зниклива, і це станеться нагло, раптовно..
But the many who hate you will become like fine dust. The many who show no pity will be like the part of the grain that is of no worth and blows away. It will happen all at once.
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