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11 My eyes are worn out from weeping,
everything in me is churning;
I am empty of emotion
because of the wounds to my people,
because children and infants are fainting away
in the streets of the city.

12 They keep asking their mothers,
“Where is something to eat or drink?”
as they faint away
in the streets of the city,
gasping out their last breath
in their mother’s bosom.

13 What can be said to you, what can be compared with you,
daughter of Yerushalayim?
What example can I give to comfort you,
virgin daughter of Tziyon?
For your downfall is as vast as the sea;
who can heal you?

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11 My eyes fail from weeping,(A)
    I am in torment within(B);
my heart(C) is poured out(D) on the ground
    because my people are destroyed,(E)
because children and infants faint(F)
    in the streets of the city.

12 They say to their mothers,
    “Where is bread and wine?”(G)
as they faint like the wounded
    in the streets of the city,
as their lives ebb away(H)
    in their mothers’ arms.(I)

13 What can I say for you?(J)
    With what can I compare you,
    Daughter(K) Jerusalem?
To what can I liken you,
    that I may comfort you,
    Virgin Daughter Zion?(L)
Your wound is as deep as the sea.(M)
    Who can heal you?

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