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From the sole of the foot to the head
there is nothing healthy,
only wounds, bruises and festering sores
that haven’t been dressed or bandaged
or softened up with oil.

“Your land is desolate,
your cities are burned to the ground;
foreigners devour your land in your presence;
it’s as desolate as if overwhelmed by floods.
The daughter of Tziyon is left
like a shack in a vineyard,
like a shed in a cucumber field,
like a city under siege.”

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From the sole of your foot to the top of your head(A)
    there is no soundness(B)
only wounds and welts(C)
    and open sores,
not cleansed or bandaged(D)
    or soothed with olive oil.(E)

Your country is desolate,(F)
    your cities burned with fire;(G)
your fields are being stripped by foreigners(H)
    right before you,
    laid waste as when overthrown by strangers.(I)
Daughter Zion(J) is left(K)
    like a shelter in a vineyard,
like a hut(L) in a cucumber field,
    like a city under siege.

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