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17 Our eyes failed us,
    watching vainly for help;
in our watchtowers we watched
    for a nation that could not save us.

18 They tracked our steps
    so that we could not walk in our streets.
Our end drew near; our days were numbered,
    for our end had come.

19 Our pursuers were swifter
    than the eagles of the skies.
They pursued us on the mountains;
    they lay in wait for us in the wilderness.

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