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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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Has not my inheritance become to me
    like a speckled bird of prey
    that other birds of prey surround and attack?
Go and gather all the wild beasts;
    bring them to devour.(A)
10 Many shepherds(B) will ruin my vineyard
    and trample down my field;
they will turn my pleasant field
    into a desolate wasteland.(C)
11 It will be made a wasteland,(D)
    parched and desolate before me;(E)
the whole land will be laid waste
    because there is no one who cares.

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