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16 The crown of our head fell down (The crowns have fallen from our heads); woe to us! for we (all have) sinned.

17 Therefore our heart is made sorrowful, therefore our eyes be made dark.

18 For the hill of Zion, for it perished; foxes went in it. (For Mount Zion, for it hath perished; and now foxes run all over it.)

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