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11 All her people sigh and seek bread. They have given their pleasant things for food to refresh the soul. See, O LORD, and consider. For I have become vile.

12 Is it nothing to you, all you who pass this way? Behold and see if there is any sorrow like my sorrow which is done to me, with which the LORD has afflicted on the day of His fierce wrath.

13 From above has He sent fire into my bones, which prevails against them. He has spread a net for my feet, turned me back. He has made me desolate, daily in heaviness.

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