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29 At the noise of horseman and archer
    every city takes to flight;
they enter thickets; they climb among rocks;
    all the cities are forsaken,
    and (A)no man dwells in them.
30 And you, O desolate one,
what do you mean that you dress in scarlet,
    (B)that you adorn yourself with ornaments of gold,
    (C)that you enlarge your eyes with paint?
In vain you beautify yourself.
    (D)Your lovers despise you;
    they seek your life.
31 For I heard (E)a cry as of a woman in labour,
    anguish as of one giving birth to her first child,
the cry of the daughter of Zion gasping for breath,
    (F)stretching out her hands,
“Woe is me! I am fainting before murderers.”

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