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My heritage is a prey for hyenas,
    is surrounded by vultures;
Come, gather together, all you wild animals,
    come and eat!(A)
10 Many shepherds have ravaged my vineyard,
    have trampled down my heritage;
My delightful portion they have turned
    into a desert waste.(B)
11 They have made it a mournful waste,
    desolate before me,
Desolate, the whole land,
    because no one takes it to heart.

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