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nor for the plague that walks in darkness, of the destruction laying waste at noonday.

Who is laying the beam of His upper chambers in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on wings of wind,

O daughter of Babel laying waste; happy he recompensing to thee thy retribution thou didst to us

Thou search out my path and my laying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.