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She was sick that childed seven, her soul failed; the sun went down to her, when day was yet. She was shamed, and was ashamed; and I shall give the residue thereof into sword in the sight of their enemies, saith the Lord. (She was sick who gave birth to seven, her life failed; her sun went down, while it was still daylight. She was shamed, and was ashamed; and I shall give all the rest who be alive unto the sword in the sight of their enemies, saith the Lord.)

10 My mother, woe to me; why engenderedest thou me a man of chiding, a man of discord in all the land? I lent not, neither any man lent to me; all men curse me(.),

11 the Lord saith. No man believe to me, if thy remnants be not into good, if I run not to thee in the time of torment, and in the time of tribulation and of anguish, against the enemy. (The Lord saith, No one believe me, if it be not well with thy remnant, and if I do not run against the enemy for thee, in the time of torment, and in the time of trouble and of anguish.)

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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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