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11 All her people groan,
    as they search for bread;
they trade their treasures for food
    to restore their strength.
Look, O Lord, and consider,
    for I am despised.

12 Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by?
    Look and see
if there is any sorrow like my sorrow,
    which was brought upon me,
which the Lord has inflicted
    on the day of His fierce anger.

13 From on high He has sent fire into my bones,
    and it prevailed against them;
He has spread a net for my feet;
    He turned me back;
He has made me desolate
    and faint all the day long.

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