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18 For Yahweh says,
    “Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of the land at this time,
    and will distress them, that they may feel it.”
19 Woe is me because of my injury!
    My wound is serious;
but I said,
    “Truly this is my grief, and I must bear it.”
20 My tent has been destroyed,
    and all my cords are broken.
My children have gone away from me, and they are no more.
    There is no one to spread my tent any more,
    to set up my curtains.

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18 For this is what the Lord says:
    “At this time I will hurl(A) out
    those who live in this land;
I will bring distress(B) on them
    so that they may be captured.”

19 Woe to me because of my injury!
    My wound(C) is incurable!
Yet I said to myself,
    “This is my sickness, and I must endure(D) it.”
20 My tent(E) is destroyed;
    all its ropes are snapped.
My children are gone from me and are no more;(F)
    no one is left now to pitch my tent
    or to set up my shelter.

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