From 309f65045c1dd9dbd0b823b158e3bad74562136d Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: paulac <paula_carlson@wycliffeassociates.org>
Date: Fri, 1 Oct 2021 18:50:11 +0000
Subject: [PATCH] Update '29-JOL.usfm'

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 29-JOL.usfm | 16 ++++++++++++----
 1 file changed, 12 insertions(+), 4 deletions(-)

diff --git a/29-JOL.usfm b/29-JOL.usfm
index 2c260b80..4c4bd34b 100644
--- a/29-JOL.usfm
+++ b/29-JOL.usfm
@@ -70,7 +70,7 @@
 \q2 and wail, you vine growers,
 \q for the wheat and the barley.
 \q2 For the harvest of the fields has perished.
-/q
+\q
 \v 12 The vines have withered
 \q2 and the fig trees have dried up;
 \q the pomegranate trees, also the palm trees, and the apple trees—
@@ -79,13 +79,15 @@
 \q2 from the descendants of mankind.
 \b
 
-\s5
+\s
+\q
 \v 13 Gird yourselves with sackcloth and mourn, you priests!
 \q2 Wail, you servants of the altar.
 \q Come, lie all night in sackcloth,
 \2 you servants of my God.
 \q For the grain offering and the drink offering
 \q2 have been withheld from the house of your God.
+\q
 \v 14 Call for a holy fast,
 \q2 and call a holy assembly.
 \q Gather the elders
@@ -95,29 +97,34 @@
 \b
 
 \s5
+\q
 \v 15 Alas for the day!
 \q2 For the day of Yahweh is almost here.
 \q2 With it will come destruction from the Almighty.
-\b
-
 \v 16 Has not food been cut off
 \q2 from before our eyes,
 \q and joy and gladness
 \q2 from the house of our God?
+\b
+
 \v 17 The seeds rot under their clods,
 \q2 the storehouses are desolate,
 \q2 and the barns have been torn down,
 \q2 for the grain has withered.
+
 \s5
+\q
 \v 18 How the cattle groan!
 \q2 Their herds are wandering in confusion
 \q2 because they have no pasture.
 \q Even the flocks of sheep are suffering.
 \b
 
+\q
 \v 19 Yahweh, I cry to you.
 \q2 For fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness,
 \q2 and flames have burned all the trees of the fields.
+\q
 \v 20 Even the animals of the fields pant for you,
 \q2 for the water brooks have dried up,
 \q2 and fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
@@ -126,6 +133,7 @@
 \s5
 \c 2
 \m
+\q
 \v 1 Blow the ram's horn in Zion,
 \q2 and sound an alarm on my holy mountain!
 \q Let all the inhabitants of the land tremble in fear,