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18 Their heart has cried out to the Lord! O wall of the daughter of Zion, let your tears run down like a torrent day and night; do not give ceasing to yourself, do not give rest to the daughter of your eye! 19 Arise, cry out in the night, at the beginning of the watches! Pour out your heart like waters before the face of the Lord! Lift up toward Him your hands over the soul of your infants, those weakened by hunger in the head of every street! 20 See, O YHWH, and consider! To whom have You dealt this way? Shall women eat their own fruit, the infants of the tender care? Shall he be slain in the sanctuary of the Lord—priest and prophet? 21 They lie on the ground in the streets young and old; my maidens and my young men have fallen by the sword; You have slain them in the day of Your anger! You have slaughtered and not spared! 22 You have called, as on the day of an appointed feast, my terrors from around; he did not escape on the day of the anger of YHWH—escapee or survivor! Those whom I have held and brought up, my enemy has consumed them. Lamentations 2:18-22, Berean Literal Bible. Public domain.
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