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11 All her people groan,
    they are searching for bread.
They give their treasures for food,
    to bring back life.
See, O Yahweh, and look,
    how I am despised.
12 Is it nothing to you, all who pass by?[a]
    Look and see
if there is sorrow like my sorrow,[b]
    which was dealt to me,
which Yahweh inflicted
    on the day of his wrath.[c]
13 From heaven he sent fire,
    into my bones he let it descend.
He spread out a net for my feet;
    he turned me back,
he gave me devastation,
    fainting all day.

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 1:12 Literally “all who cross a road”
  2. Lamentations 1:12 Or “pain like my pain”
  3. Lamentations 1:12 Literally “on the day of the blaze of his nose”