13 He made the [a]arrows of His (A)quiver
To enter into my [b]inward parts.
14 I have become a (B)laughingstock to all my people,
Their mocking (C)song all the day.
15 He has (D)filled me with bitterness,
He has made me drunk with wormwood.

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 3:13 Lit sons
  2. Lamentations 3:13 Lit kidneys