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16 Our glory is gone. The crown is fallen from our head. Woe upon us for our sins. 17 Our hearts are faint and weary; our eyes grow dim. 18 Jerusalem and the Temple of the Lord are desolate, deserted by all but wild animals lurking in the ruins.

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16 The crown(A) has fallen from our head.(B)
    Woe to us, for we have sinned!(C)
17 Because of this our hearts(D) are faint,(E)
    because of these things our eyes(F) grow dim(G)
18 for Mount Zion,(H) which lies desolate,(I)
    with jackals prowling over it.

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