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18 For thus says Yahweh,

“Look, I am about to sling out the inhabitants of the land at this time,
    and I will bring distress to them, so that they may feel it.”

The Nation Accepts Its Judgment

19 Woe to me, because of my wound.
    My wound is incurable.
But I said, “Surely this is my sickness,
    and I must bear it.”
20 My tent is devastated,
    and all my tent cords are torn.
My children have gone out from me,
    and they are not.
There is no one who pitches my tent again,
    or one who puts up my tent curtains.

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