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19 How terrible for me, due to my injury;
    my wound is terrible.
Yet I said to myself:
    This is my sickness,
        and I must bear it.
20 But now my tent is destroyed;
    all its ropes are cut,
        and my children are gone for good.
    There’s no one left to set up my tent frame
        and to attach the fabric.
21 The shepherd kings have lost their senses
    and don’t seek answers from the Lord.
That is why they have failed
    and their flock is scattered.

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19 Woe to me because of my injury!
    My wound(A) is incurable!
Yet I said to myself,
    “This is my sickness, and I must endure(B) it.”
20 My tent(C) is destroyed;
    all its ropes are snapped.
My children are gone from me and are no more;(D)
    no one is left now to pitch my tent
    or to set up my shelter.
21 The shepherds(E) are senseless(F)
    and do not inquire of the Lord;(G)
so they do not prosper(H)
    and all their flock is scattered.(I)

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