¹⁹ Woe to me because of my injury!
    My wound^(A) is incurable!
Yet I said to myself,
    “This is my sickness, and I must endure^(B) it.”
²⁰ My tent^(C) is destroyed;
    all its ropes are snapped.
My children are gone from me and are no more;^(D)
    no one is left now to pitch my tent
    or to set up my shelter.
²¹ The shepherds^(E) are senseless^(F)
    and do not inquire of the Lord;^(G)
so they do not prosper^(H)
    and all their flock is scattered.^(I)