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15 Trodden down all my mighty ones hath the Lord in my midst, He proclaimed against me an appointed time, To destroy my young men, A wine-press hath the Lord trodden, To the virgin daughter of Judah.

16 For these I am weeping, My eye, my eye, is running down with waters, For, far from me hath been a comforter, Refreshing my soul, My sons have been desolate, For mighty hath been an enemy.

17 Spread forth hath Zion her hands, There is no comforter for her, Jehovah hath charged concerning Jacob, His neighbours [are] his adversaries, Jerusalem hath become impure among them.

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15 “The Lord has rejected
    all the warriors in my midst;(A)
he has summoned an army(B) against me
    to[a] crush my young men.(C)
In his winepress(D) the Lord has trampled(E)
    Virgin Daughter(F) Judah.

16 “This is why I weep
    and my eyes overflow with tears.(G)
No one is near to comfort(H) me,
    no one to restore my spirit.
My children are destitute
    because the enemy has prevailed.”(I)

17 Zion stretches out her hands,(J)
    but there is no one to comfort her.
The Lord has decreed for Jacob
    that his neighbors become his foes;(K)
Jerusalem has become
    an unclean(L) thing(M) among them.

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 1:15 Or has set a time for me / when he will