Her filthiness clung to her skirts;
    she did not consider her future.(A)
Her fall(B) was astounding;
    there was none to comfort(C) her.
“Look, Lord, on my affliction,(D)
    for the enemy has triumphed.”

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She defiled herself with immorality
    and gave no thought to her future.
Now she lies in the gutter
    with no one to lift her out.
Lord, see my misery,” she cries.
    “The enemy has triumphed.”

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