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49 My eye pours without stopping. It will not cease,
50 until the Lord looks down so that he sees from heaven.
51 What I see makes my soul ache for all the daughters of 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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