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18 For thus says the Lord: Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of the land at this time and will bring distress on them, that they may feel it and find it [to be as I have said, and turn to Me].

19 Woe is me because of my hurt! [says Jeremiah, speaking for the nation.] My wound is grievous and incurable. But I said, Surely this sickness and suffering and grief are mine, and I must endure, tolerate, and bear them.

20 My tent (home) is taken by force and plundered, and all my [tent] cords are broken. My children have gone forth [as captives] from me, and they are no more; there is no one to stretch forth my tent any more and to set up my [tent] curtains.

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18 For this is what the Lord says:
    “At this time I will hurl(A) out
    those who live in this land;
I will bring distress(B) on them
    so that they may be captured.”

19 Woe to me because of my injury!
    My wound(C) is incurable!
Yet I said to myself,
    “This is my sickness, and I must endure(D) it.”
20 My tent(E) is destroyed;
    all its ropes are snapped.
My children are gone from me and are no more;(F)
    no one is left now to pitch my tent
    or to set up my shelter.

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