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Her filthiness befouled her skirts;
    she gave no thought to her future.
Her downfall was incredible,
    and there was no one to comfort her.
“O Lord, look at my affliction,
    for the enemy has triumphed.”
10 The enemy stretched out their hands
    to seize all her treasures.
She beheld the nations
    invade her sanctuary,
those whom you had forbidden
    to come into your assembly.
11 All her people groan
    as they desperately search for bread.
They trade their treasures for food
    to keep themselves alive.
Look, O Lord, and see
    how worthless I have become.

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