I have stirred up from the north, And he cometh, From the rising of the sun he calleth in My name, And he cometh in prefects as clay, And as a potter treadeth down mire.
Del norte levanté a uno, y vendrá; del nacimiento del sol invocará mi nombre; y pisoteará príncipes como lodo, y como pisa el barro el alfarero.
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