“Though I cry, ‘Violence!’ I get no response;(A)
    though I call for help,(B) there is no justice.(C)

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Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.

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12 The groans of the dying rise from the city,
    and the souls of the wounded cry out for help.(A)
    But God charges no one with wrongdoing.(B)

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12 Men groan from out of the city, and the soul of the wounded crieth out: yet God layeth not folly to them.

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