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The Wrath of God Ceases

17 Awake, awake,
    stand up, O Jerusalem,
you who have drunk at the hand of the Lord
    the cup of His fury;
the cup of reeling
    you have drained to the dregs.
18 There is no one to guide her
    among all the sons she has brought forth;
nor is there anyone to take hold of her hand
    of all the sons that she has brought up.
19 These two things have befallen you;
    who shall be mournful for you?
Desolation, and destruction, and famine, and sword—
    how shall I comfort you?

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