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17 ¶ Gather up thy wares out of the lands, O inhabitant of the fortress.

18 For thus hath the LORD said, Behold, that this time I will throw out the inhabitants of the land with a sling and will afflict them, that they may find it.

19 Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous, but I said, Truly this is my sickness, and I must bear it.

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Coming Destruction

17 Gather up your belongings(A) to leave the land,
    you who live under siege.
18 For this is what the Lord says:
    “At this time I will hurl(B) out
    those who live in this land;
I will bring distress(C) on them
    so that they may be captured.”

19 Woe to me because of my injury!
    My wound(D) is incurable!
Yet I said to myself,
    “This is my sickness, and I must endure(E) it.”

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