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She that hath borne seven is become weak, her soul hath fainted away: her sun is gone down, while it was yet day: she is confounded, and ashamed: and the residue of them I will give up to the sword in the sight of their enemies, saith the Lord.

10 Woe is me, my mother: why hast thou borne me a man of strife, a man of contention to all the earth? I have not lent on usury, neither hath any man lent to me on usury: yet all curse me.

11 The Lord saith to me: Assuredly it shall be well with thy remnant, assuredly I shall help thee in the time of affliction, and in the time of tribulation against the enemy.

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The mother of seven will grow faint(A)
    and breathe her last.(B)
Her sun will set while it is still day;
    she will be disgraced(C) and humiliated.
I will put the survivors to the sword(D)
    before their enemies,”(E)
declares the Lord.

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

11 The Lord said,

“Surely I will deliver you(J) for a good purpose;
    surely I will make your enemies plead(K) with you
    in times of disaster and times of distress.

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