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Your (A)land is desolate;
Your cities are burned with fire;
Your fields—strangers are devouring them in your presence;
It is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.
The daughter of Zion is left like a shelter in a vineyard,
Like a watchman’s hut in a cucumber field, like a besieged city.
(B)Unless Yahweh of hosts
Had left us a few (C)survivors,
We would be like (D)Sodom,
We would be like Gomorrah.

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