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19 I called out to my allies
    but they failed me.
My priests and my elders
    perished in the city
where they searched for food
    to keep themselves alive.
20 Behold, O Lord, how great is my distress.
    My inner being is in turmoil.
My heart recoils within me
    because I have been so rebellious.
In the streets the sword causes bereavement;
    in the houses death reigns.
21 People have heard my groans,
    but no one has offered to comfort me.
All my enemies have learned of my troubles,
    and they are pleased at what you have done.
Hasten the day[a] you have proclaimed
    so that they may become like me.

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 1:21 The day: of God’s intervention and punishment.