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49 My eyes weep ceaselessly;
there is no respite,
50 until Adonai looks down
and sees from heaven.
51 My eyes make me so upset
at the fate of the women in my city.

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49 My eyes will flow unceasingly,
    without relief,(A)
50 until the Lord looks down
    from heaven and sees.(B)
51 What I see brings grief to my soul
    because of all the women of my city.

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