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For even the doe in the field
    abandons her newborn fawn,
        because there is no grass.
Wild donkeys stand on the barren hills,
    as they pant for air like jackals.
    Their eyes fail,
    since there is no foliage.
Though our iniquities testify against us,
        Adonai, act for Your Name’s sake.
    For our backslidings are many.
    We have sinned against You.

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