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19 Listen to my people’s cry of distress
out of a distant land:
“Is Adonai no longer in Tziyon?
Is her king no longer there?”

“Why do they provoke me with their idols
and their futile foreign gods?”

20 “The harvest has passed, the summer is over,
and still we are not saved.”

21 The daughter of my people is broken,
and it’s tearing me to pieces;
everything looks dark to me,
horror seizes me.

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19 Listen to the cry of my people
    from a land far away:(A)
“Is the Lord not in Zion?
    Is her King(B) no longer there?”

“Why have they aroused(C) my anger with their images,
    with their worthless(D) foreign idols?”(E)

20 “The harvest is past,
    the summer has ended,
    and we are not saved.”

21 Since my people are crushed,(F) I am crushed;
    I mourn,(G) and horror grips me.

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