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11 All her people groan,
    they are searching for bread.
They give their treasures for food,
    to bring back life.
See, O Yahweh, and look,
    how I am despised.
12 Is it nothing to you, all who pass by?[a]
    Look and see
if there is sorrow like my sorrow,[b]
    which was dealt to me,
which Yahweh inflicted
    on the day of his wrath.[c]
13 From heaven he sent fire,
    into my bones he let it descend.
He spread out a net for my feet;
    he turned me back,
he gave me devastation,
    fainting all day.
14 My rebellion was bound as a yoke,
    with his hand it was fastened together;
it was put on my neck
    and caused my strength to fail.
The Lord gave me into the hands
    of those whom I cannot withstand.
15 The Lord has rejected
    all my mighty ones in my midst.
He called an assembly against me,
    to crush my young men;
like in a wine press,
    the Lord has trodden on
the virgin daughter of Judah.
16 For these things, I am weeping,
    my eyes flow with tears;[d]
because a comforter is far from me,
    one to restore my life.
My sons are desolate
    because the enemy has prevailed.

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 1:12 Literally “all who cross a road”
  2. Lamentations 1:12 Or “pain like my pain”
  3. Lamentations 1:12 Literally “on the day of the blaze of his nose”
  4. Lamentations 1:16 Literally “my eye my eye is going down with water”