22 When the three hundred trumpets sounded,(A) the Lord caused the men throughout the camp to turn on each other(B) with their swords.(C) The army fled to Beth Shittah toward Zererah as far as the border of Abel Meholah(D) near Tabbath.

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22 And the three hundred blew the trumpets, and the Lord set every man's sword against his fellow, even throughout all the host: and the host fled to Bethshittah in Zererath, and to the border of Abelmeholah, unto Tabbath.

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For I will no longer have pity on the people of the land,” declares the Lord. “I will give everyone into the hands of their neighbors(A) and their king. They will devastate the land, and I will not rescue anyone from their hands.”(B)

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For I will no more pity the inhabitants of the land, saith the Lord: but, lo, I will deliver the men every one into his neighbour's hand, and into the hand of his king: and they shall smite the land, and out of their hand I will not deliver them.

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