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This world,
Like an army,
Legions of horsemen
Mounted on the finest steeds;
Splendidly clothed
With bucklers and shields
And shining swords held
aloft;
Will find bits in their
mouths
And a parade beneath their
hooves.
This world then,
The eyes of more than many,
Will see and then even they
Will know I am God.
Ezekiel 38
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