[a]I am the man who has seen affliction(A)
    by the rod of the Lord’s wrath.(B)

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  1. Lamentations 3:1 This chapter is an acrostic poem; the verses of each stanza begin with the successive letters of the Hebrew alphabet, and the verses within each stanza begin with the same letter.

Your wrath(A) lies heavily on me;
    you have overwhelmed me with all your waves.[a](B)

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  1. Psalm 88:7 The Hebrew has Selah (a word of uncertain meaning) here and at the end of verse 10.

15 From my youth(A) I have suffered(B) and been close to death;
    I have borne your terrors(C) and am in despair.(D)
16 Your wrath(E) has swept over me;
    your terrors(F) have destroyed me.

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21 “Have pity on me, my friends,(A) have pity,
    for the hand of God has struck(B) me.

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12 “Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by?(A)
    Look around and see.
Is any suffering like my suffering(B)
    that was inflicted on me,
that the Lord brought on me
    in the day of his fierce anger?(C)

13 “From on high he sent fire,
    sent it down into my bones.(D)
He spread a net(E) for my feet
    and turned me back.
He made me desolate,(F)
    faint(G) all the day long.

14 “My sins have been bound into a yoke[a];(H)
    by his hands they were woven together.
They have been hung on my neck,
    and the Lord has sapped my strength.
He has given me into the hands(I)
    of those I cannot withstand.

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  1. Lamentations 1:14 Most Hebrew manuscripts; many Hebrew manuscripts and Septuagint He kept watch over my sins

So they took Jeremiah and put him into the cistern of Malkijah, the king’s son, which was in the courtyard of the guard.(A) They lowered Jeremiah by ropes(B) into the cistern; it had no water in it,(C) only mud, and Jeremiah sank down into the mud.(D)

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14 Cursed be the day I was born!(A)
    May the day my mother bore me not be blessed!
15 Cursed be the man who brought my father the news,
    who made him very glad, saying,
    “A child is born to you—a son!”
16 May that man be like the towns(B)
    the Lord overthrew without pity.
May he hear wailing(C) in the morning,
    a battle cry at noon.
17 For he did not kill me in the womb,(D)
    with my mother as my grave,
    her womb enlarged forever.
18 Why did I ever come out of the womb(E)
    to see trouble(F) and sorrow
    and to end my days in shame?(G)

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17 I never sat(A) in the company of revelers,
    never made merry with them;
I sat alone because your hand(B) was on me
    and you had filled me with indignation.
18 Why is my pain unending
    and my wound grievous and incurable?(C)
You are to me like a deceptive brook,
    like a spring that fails.(D)

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He was despised and rejected by mankind,
    a man of suffering,(A) and familiar with pain.(B)
Like one from whom people hide(C) their faces
    he was despised,(D) and we held him in low esteem.

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20 Though you have made me see troubles,(A)
    many and bitter,
    you will restore(B) my life again;
from the depths of the earth(C)
    you will again bring me up.

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