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Their widows were more numerous before me
    than the sands of the sea.
I brought against the mother of youths
    the destroyer at midday;
Suddenly I struck her
    with anguish and terror.
The mother of seven faints away,
    breathing out her life;
Her sun sets in full day,
    she is ashamed, abashed.
Their survivors I will give to the sword
    in the presence of their enemies—oracle of the Lord.(A)

Jeremiah’s Complaint

10 Woe to me, my mother, that you gave me birth!
    a man of strife and contention to all the land!
I neither borrow nor lend,
    yet everyone curses me.(B)

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I will make their widows(A) more numerous
    than the sand of the sea.
At midday I will bring a destroyer(B)
    against the mothers of their young men;
suddenly I will bring down on them
    anguish and terror.(C)
The mother of seven will grow faint(D)
    and breathe her last.(E)
Her sun will set while it is still day;
    she will be disgraced(F) and humiliated.
I will put the survivors to the sword(G)
    before their enemies,”(H)
declares the Lord.

10 Alas, my mother, that you gave me birth,(I)
    a man with whom the whole land strives and contends!(J)
I have neither lent(K) nor borrowed,
    yet everyone curses(L) me.

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