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20 “The harvest is past.
    The summer has ended,
    and we are not saved.”

21 For the hurt of the daughter of my people, I am hurt.
    I mourn.
    Dismay has taken hold of me.
22 Is there no balm in Gilead?
    Is there no physician there?
Why then isn’t the health of the daughter of my people recovered?

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