20 My tabernacle is spoiled, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth of me, and they are not: there is none to stretch forth my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.

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20 My tent(A) is destroyed;
    all its ropes are snapped.
My children are gone from me and are no more;(B)
    no one is left now to pitch my tent
    or to set up my shelter.

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