A nd I scatter them with a fan, in the gates the land, I bereaved, I have destroyed My people, From their ways they turned not back.
سَأُشَتِّتُهُمْ بِالمِذراةِ عِندَ بَوّاباتِ أرْضِهِمْ. سَأحْرِمُهُمْ مِنْ أولادِهِمْ، سَأُهلِكُ شَعبِي بِسَبَبِ طُرُقِهِمْ الّتِي لَمْ يَتْرُكُوها.
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