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Even the doe in the field forsakes her newborn fawn
    because there is no grass.
The wild asses stand on the bare heights;[a]
    they pant for air like jackals;
their eyes fail
    because there is no herbage.(A)

Although our iniquities testify against us,
    act, O Lord, for your name’s sake;
our rebellions indeed are many,
    and we have sinned against you.(B)

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Footnotes

  1. 14.6 Or the trails