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It has laid waste my vines
    and destroyed my fig trees,
stripping off their bark
    and leaving their branches white.
Lament like a virgin garbed in sackcloth
    grieving for the betrothed of her youth.
Grain offerings and drink offerings are cut off
    from the house of the Lord.
The priests, the ministers of the Lord,
    are in mourning.

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