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15 Forget doth a woman her suckling, The loved one -- the son of her womb? Yea, these forget -- but I -- I forget not thee.

16 Lo, on the palms of the hand I have graven thee, Thy walls [are] before Me continually.

17 Hastened have those building thee, Those destroying thee, and laying thee waste, go out from thee.

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