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From the foot to the head
    there is no soundness.
Wounds, bruises and raw sores:
    not pressed, nor bandaged,
    nor softened with oil.
Your land is desolate;
your cities are burned with fire;
your fields,
    strangers devour it in your presence—
    a desolation,
    overthrown by strangers.
So the Daughter of Zion is left
    as a sukkah in a vineyard,
as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers,
    as a besieged city.

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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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