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11 My eyes have spent all their tears;[a]
    my stomach[b] is in torment,
my heart[c] is poured out on the earth
    because of the destruction of the daughter of my people,
because child and babe faint
    in the public squares of a city.
12 To their mothers they say,
    “Where is the bread and wine?”
as they faint like the wounded
    in the public squares of a city,
as their life is being poured out
    onto the bosom of their mothers.
13 What can I say for you? What can I compare to you,
    O daughter of Jerusalem?
To what can I liken you so that I can comfort you,
    O virgin daughter of Zion?
For your destruction is as vast as the sea;
    who can heal you?

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 2:11 Literally “finished with the weeping”
  2. Lamentations 2:11 Literally “my inward parts”
  3. Lamentations 2:11 Literally “my liver”