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\c 19
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\v 1 "So you! Lift up a lamentation against the leaders of Israel
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\v 2 and say,
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\q 'Who was your mother? A lioness, she lived with a lion's son;
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\q in the midst of young lions, she nurtured her cubs.
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\q
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\v 3 And she raised up one of her cubs to become a young lion who learned to tear his victims. He devoured men.
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\q
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\v 4 Then the nations heard about him. He was caught in their trap, and they brought him with hooks to the land of Egypt.
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\q
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\v 5 Then she saw that although she had waited for his return, her hopes were now gone, so she took another of her cubs and raised him to become a young lion.
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\q
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\v 6 This young lion roamed about in the midst of lions. He was a young lion and learned to tear his victims; he devoured men.
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\q
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\v 7 Then he raped their widows and ruined their cities.
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\q the land and its fullness were abandoned because of the sound of his roaring!
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\q
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\v 8 But the nations came against him from the surrounding provinces;
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\q they spread their nets over him. He was caught in their trap.
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\q
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\v 9 They put him in a cage with hooks and brought him to the king of Babylon.
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\q they brought him into mountain fortresses so that his voice would no longer be heard on the mountains of Israel.
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\p
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\q
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\v 10 Your mother was like a vine planted in your blood beside the water.
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\q she was fruitful and full of branches because of the abundance of water.
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\q
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\v 11 She had strong branches for ruler's scepters,
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\q and her heights were exalted among the branches of the thicket.
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\q
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\v 12 But the vine was uprooted in fury and thrown down to the earth, and an eastern wind dried out her fruit.
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\q her strong branches were broken off and withered; fire consumed them.
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\q
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\v 13 So now she is planted in the wilderness, in a land of drought and thirst.
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\q
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\v 14 For fire went out from her large branches and consumed her fruit.
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\q There is no strong branch on her, no scepter to rule.' This is a lamentation and will be sung as a lamentation."
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