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It has stripped bare my vines,
    splintered my fig tree,
Shearing off its bark and throwing it away,
    until its branches turn white.
Wail like a young woman[a] dressed in sackcloth
    for the husband of her youth.
Grain offering and libation are cut off
    from the house of the Lord;
In mourning are the priests,
    the ministers of the Lord.

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Footnotes

  1. 1:8 Like a young woman: this simile personifies Jerusalem as a youthful widow, left unprotected and without resources by her husband’s sudden death.