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From the sole of the foot to the head, there is nothing whole therein. Wounds and swelling and sores full of corruption, they have not been wrapped or bound up or softened with oil.

Your land is desolate, your cities burnt with fire. Strangers devour your land in your presence and devastate it, as is the overthrow of strangers.

And the Daughter of Zion shall remain like a cottage in a vineyard, like a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, like a besieged city.

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