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17 As the watchmen of the heritages, they were upon her round about because she has been rebellious against me, saith the LORD.

18 Thy way and thy doings have procured these things unto thee; this is thy wickedness because it is bitter, because it reaches unto thine heart.

19 ¶ My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart makes a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the shofar, the alarm of war.

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17 They surround(A) her like men guarding a field,
    because she has rebelled(B) against me,’”
declares the Lord.
18 “Your own conduct and actions(C)
    have brought this on you.(D)
This is your punishment.
    How bitter(E) it is!
    How it pierces to the heart!”

19 Oh, my anguish, my anguish!(F)
    I writhe in pain.(G)
Oh, the agony of my heart!
    My heart pounds(H) within me,
    I cannot keep silent.(I)
For I have heard the sound of the trumpet;(J)
    I have heard the battle cry.(K)

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