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50 until the Lord bends down
    to see from heaven.
51 What I see[a] grieves my soul
    because of all the young women[b] of my city.

52 My enemies hunted me like a bird,
    viciously and without justification.

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 3:51 Lit. My eye
  2. Lamentations 3:51 Lit. the daughters