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15 He filled me with bitternesses, he gave me wormwood to drink. 16 He will break my teeth with gravel stones, he covered me with ashes. 17 Thou wilt cast of my soul from peace: I forgat good. 18 And saying, My glory perished, and my hope from Jehovah: 19 Remembering my affliction and my bitterness, the wormwood and the poison. 20 Remembering, my soul will remember, and will be bowed down upon me. Lamentations 3:15-20, Smith's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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