New King James Version
19 (A)Woe is me for my hurt!
My wound is severe.
But I say, (B)“Truly this is an infirmity,
And (C)I must bear it.”
20 (D)My tent is plundered,
And all my cords are broken;
My children have gone from me,
And they are (E)no more.
There is no one to pitch my tent anymore,
Or set up my curtains.
21 For the shepherds have become dull-hearted,
And have not sought the Lord;
Therefore they shall not prosper,
And all their flocks shall be (F)scattered.