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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.
There will be no more grain or drink offerings
    to offer in the Temple of the Lord.
Because of this, the priests,
    the servants of the Lord, are sad.

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