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10 I will turn your festivals into mourning
    and all of your songs into a lamentation.
    I will put sackcloth on all your waists
    and baldness on every head.
    I will make that day like the mourning for an only son,
    and it will end like a bitter day.
11 Look, the days are coming, declares the Lord God,
    when I will send a famine into the land—
    not a famine of bread
    nor a thirst for water,
    but rather a famine of hearing the words of the Lord.
12 People will stumble from sea to sea
    and from north to east.
    They will roam back and forth seeking the word of the Lord,
    but they will not find it.

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