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    1. ´Ù¸Þ¼½¿¡ °üÇÑ °æ°í¶ó º¸¶ó ´Ù¸Þ¼½ÀÌ ÀåÂ÷ ¼ºÀ¾À» ÀÌ·çÁö ¸øÇÏ°í ¹«³ÊÁø ¹«´õ±â°¡ µÉ °ÍÀ̶ó
        An oracle concerning Damascus : "See, Damascus will no longer be a city
        but will become a heap of ruins.

    2. ¾Æ·Î¿¤ÀÇ ¼ºÀ¾µéÀÌ ¹ö¸²À» ´çÇϸ®´Ï ¾ç ¹«¸®¸¦ Ä¡´Â °÷ÀÌ µÇ¾î ¾çÀÌ ´¯µÇ ³î¶ó°Ô ÇÒ ÀÚ°¡ ¾øÀ» °ÍÀ̸ç
        The cities of Aroer will be deserted and left to flocks, which will lie down,
        with no one to make them afraid.

    3. ¿¡ºê¶óÀÓÀÇ ¿ä»õ¿Í ´Ù¸Þ¼½ ³ª¶ó¿Í ¾Æ¶÷ÀÇ ³²Àº ÀÚ°¡ ¸êÀýÇÏ¿© À̽º¶ó¿¤ ÀÚ¼ÕÀÇ ¿µ±¤ °°ÀÌ
        µÇ¸®¶ó ¸¸±ºÀÇ ¿©È£¿ÍÀÇ ¸»¾¸À̴϶ó
        THe fortified city will disappear from Ephraim, and royal power from Damascus; the remnant
        of Aram will be like the glory of the Israelites," declaes the LORD Almighty.

    4. ±× ³¯¿¡ ¾ß°öÀÇ ¿µ±¤ÀÌ ¼èÇÏ°í ±×ÀÇ »ìÁø ¸öÀÌ Æĸ®Çϸ®´Ï
        ¡°In that day the glory of Jacob will fade; the fat of his body will waste away.

    5. ¸¶Ä¡ Ãß¼öÇÏ´Â ÀÚ°¡ °î½ÄÀ» °ÅµÎ¾î °¡Áö°í ±×ÀÇ ¼ÕÀ¸·Î ÀÌ»èÀ» º¥ °Í °°°í ¸£¹ÙÀÓ °ñÂ¥±â¿¡
        ÀÌ»èÀ» ÁÖ¿î °Í °°À¸¸®¶ó
       It will be as when a reaper gathrs the standing grain and harvests the grain with his arm--
        as when a man gleans heads of grain in the Valley of Rephaim.

    6. ±×·¯³ª ±× ¾È¿¡ ÁÖ¿ï °ÍÀÌ ³²À¸¸®´Ï °¨¶÷³ª¹«¸¦ Èçµé ¶§¿¡ °¡Àå ³ôÀº °¡Áö ²À´ë±â¿¡ °úÀÏ µÎ¼¼ °³°¡ ³²À½
        °°°Ú°í ¹«¼ºÇÑ ³ª¹«ÀÇ °¡Àå ¸Õ °¡Áö¿¡ ³×´Ù¼¸ °³°¡ ³²À½ °°À¸¸®¶ó À̽º¶ó¿¤ÀÇ Çϳª´Ô ¿©È£¿ÍÀÇ ¸»¾¸À̴϶ó
        Yet some gleanings will remain, as when an olive tree is beaten, leaving two or three olives on the
        topmost branches, four or five on the fruitful boughts," declares the LORD, the God of Israel.

    7. ±× ³¯¿¡ »ç¶÷ÀÌ Àڱ⸦ ÁöÀ¸½Å À̸¦ ¹Ù¶óº¸°ÚÀ¸¸ç ±×ÀÇ ´«ÀÌ À̽º¶ó¿¤ÀÇ °Å·èÇϽŠÀ̸¦ ºË°Ú°í
        In that day men will look to their Maker and turn their eyes to the Holy One of Israel.

    8. Àڱ⠼ÕÀ¸·Î ¸¸µç Á¦´ÜÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¸Áö ¾Æ´ÏÇϸç Àڱ⠼հ¡¶ôÀ¸·Î ÁöÀº ¾Æ¼¼¶ó³ª žç»óÀ» º¸Áö ¾Æ´ÏÇÒ °ÍÀ̸ç
        They will not look to the altars, the work of their hands, and they will have no regard for the Asherah
        poles and the incense altars their fingers have made.

    9. ±× ³¯¿¡ ±× °ß°íÇÑ ¼ºÀ¾µéÀÌ ¿¾Àû¿¡ À̽º¶ó¿¤ ÀÚ¼Õ ¾Õ¿¡¼­ ¹ö¸° ¹Ù µÈ ¼öÇ® ¼ÓÀÇ Ã³¼Ò¿Í
        ÀÛÀº »ê ²À´ë±âÀÇ Ã³¼Ò °°¾Æ¼­ ȲÆóÇϸ®´Ï
        In that day their strong cities, which they left because of the Israelites, will be like places
        abandoned to thickets and undergrowth. And all will be desolation.

    10. ÀÌ´Â ³×°¡ ³× ±¸¿øÀÇ Çϳª´ÔÀ» Àؾî¹ö¸®¸ç ³× ´É·ÂÀÇ ¹Ý¼®À» ¸¶À½¿¡ µÎÁö ¾Æ´ÏÇÑ ±î´ßÀ̶ó
         ±×·¯¹Ç·Î ³×°¡ ±â»µÇÏ´Â ³ª¹«¸¦ ½ÉÀ¸¸ç À̹æÀÇ ³ª¹« °¡Áöµµ ÀÌÁ¾Çϴµµ´Ù
         You have forgotten God your Savior; you have not remembered the Rock, your fortress.
         Therefore, though you set out the finest plants and plant imported vines,

    11. ³×°¡ ½É´Â ³¯¿¡ ¿ïŸ¸®¸¦ µÎ¸£°í ¾Æħ¿¡ ³× ¾¾°¡ Àß ¹ßÀ°Çϵµ·Ï ÇÏ¿´À¸³ª ±Ù½É°ú ½ÉÇÑ ½½ÇÄÀÇ ³¯¿¡
         ³óÀÛ¹°ÀÌ ¾ø¾îÁö¸®¶ó
         though on the day you set them out, you make them grow, and on the morning when you plant them,
         you bring them to bud, yet the harvest will be as nothing in the day of disease and incurable pain.

    12. ½½ÇÁ´Ù ¸¹Àº ¹ÎÁ·ÀÌ ¼ÒÅëÇÏ¿´À¸µÇ ¹Ù´Ù Æĵµ°¡ Ä¡´Â ¼Ò¸® °°ÀÌ ±×µéÀÌ ¼Òµ¿ÇÏ¿´°í ¿­¹æÀÌ Ãæµ¹ÇÏ¿´À¸µÇ
         Å« ¹°ÀÌ ¸ô·Á¿È °°ÀÌ ±×µéµµ Ãæµ¹ÇÏ¿´µµ´Ù
         Oh, the raging of many nations--tey rage like the raging sea! Oh, the uproar of the peoples--
         they roar like the roaring of great waters!

    13. ¿­¹æÀÌ Ãæµ¹Çϱ⸦ ¸¹Àº ¹°ÀÌ ¸ô·Á¿È°ú °°ÀÌ Çϳª ÁÖ²²¼­ ±×µéÀ» ²Ù¢À¸½Ã¸®´Ï ±×µéÀÌ ¸Ö¸® µµ¸ÁÇÔÀÌ
         »ê¿¡¼­ °Ü°¡ ¹Ù¶÷ ¾Õ¿¡ Èð¾îÁü °°°Ú°í Æødz ¾Õ¿¡ ¶°µµ´Â Ƽ²ø °°À» °ÍÀ̶ó
         Although the peoples roar like the roar of surging waters, when he rebukes them they flee far away,
         driven before the wind like chaff on the hills, like tumbleweed before a gale.

    14. º¸¶ó Àú³á¿¡ µÎ·Á¿òÀ» ´çÇÏ°í ¾ÆħÀÌ ¿À±â Àü¿¡ ±×µéÀÌ ¾ø¾îÁ³³ª´Ï ÀÌ´Â ¿ì¸®¸¦ ³ë·«ÇÑ ÀÚµéÀÇ ¸òÀÌ¿ä
         ¿ì¸®¸¦ °­Å»ÇÑ ÀÚµéÀÇ º¸ÀÀÀ̴϶ó
         In the evening, sudden terror! Before the morning, they are gone! This is the portion of those
         who loot us, the lot of those who plunder us.


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