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A powerful nation has come into my land
    with too many soldiers to count.
It has teeth like a lion,
    jaws like a female lion.
It has made my grapevine a waste
    and made my fig tree a stump.
It has stripped all the bark off my trees
    and left the branches white.

Cry as a young woman cries
    when the man she was going to marry has died.

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