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Her uncleanness was in her skirts;
    she did not remember her future,
she has descended beyond understanding,
    there is no comforter for her.
See, O Yahweh, my persecution!
    My enemy has been made great!
10 The enemy has stretched out his hand
    over all her treasures;
for she has seen the nations,
    they entered her sanctuary,
those whom you commanded not to enter
    in your assembly.
11 All her people groan,
    they are searching for bread.
They give their treasures for food,
    to bring back life.
See, O Yahweh, and look,
    how I am despised.

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