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47 Fear and a snare have come upon us, 2 The precious sons of Zion,
Desolation and destruction. Valuable as fine gold,
My eyes overflow with rivers of water How they are regarded as clay pots,
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For the destruction of the daughter The work of the hands of the potter!
of my people. 3 Even the jackals present their breasts
My eyes flow and do not cease, To nurse their young;
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Without interruption, But the daughter of my people is cruel,
50 Till the LORD from heaven Like ostriches in the wilderness.
Looks down and sees.
51 My eyes bring suffering to my soul 4 The tongue of the infant clings
Because of all the daughters of my city. To the roof of its mouth for thirst;
The young children ask for bread,
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My enemies without cause But no one breaks it for them.
Hunted me down like a bird.
They silenced my life in the pit
53 5 Those who ate delicacies
And threw stones at me. Are desolate in the streets;
54 The waters flowed over my head; Those who were brought up in scarlet
I said, “I am cut off!” Embrace ash heaps.
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55 I called on Your name, O LORD, The punishment of the iniquity of the
From the lowest pit. daughter of my people
You have heard my voice:
56 Is greater than the punishment of the
“Do not hide Your ear sin of Sodom,
From my sighing, from my cry Which was overthrown in a moment,
for help.” With no hand to help her!
You drew near on the day I called 7 Her Nazirites were brighter than snow
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on You, And whiter than milk;
And said, “Do not fear!” They were more ruddy in body
58 O Lord, You have pleaded the case than rubies,
for my soul; Like sapphire in their appearance.
You have redeemed my life. 8 Now their appearance is blacker
59 O LORD, You have seen how I am than soot;
wronged; They go unrecognized in the streets;
Judge my case. Their skin clings to their bones,
60 You have seen all their vengeance, It has become as dry as wood.
All their schemes against me.
9 Those slain by the sword are better off
61 You have heard their reproach, Than those who die of hunger;
O LORD, For these pine away,
All their schemes against me, Stricken for lack of the fruits
62 The lips of my enemies of the field.
And their whispering against me
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all the day. The hands of the compassionate women
63 Look at their sitting down and their Have cooked their own children;
rising up; They became food for them
I am their taunting song. In the destruction of the daughter of
my people.
Repay them, O LORD,
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11 The LORD has fulfilled His fury,
According to the work of their hands.
Give them a veiled heart;
65 He has poured out His fierce anger.
Your curse be upon them! He kindled a fire in Zion,
In Your anger,
66 And it has devoured its foundations.
Pursue and destroy them 12 The kings of the earth,
From under the heavens of the LORD. And all inhabitants of the world,
4 How the gold has become dim! Would not have believed
That the adversary and the enemy
How changed the fine gold!
The stones of the sanctuary Could enter the gates of Jerusalem—
are scattered 13 Because of the sins of her prophets
At the head of every street. And the iniquities of her priests,
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