“Behold, I will ^(A)throw out at this time
The inhabitants of the land,
And will distress them,
^(B)That they may find it so.”

^19 (C)Woe is me for my hurt!
My wound is severe.
But I say, ^(D)“Truly this is an infirmity,
And ^(E)I must bear it.”
^20 (F)My tent is plundered,
And all my cords are broken;
My children have gone from me,
And they are ^(G)no more.
There is no one to pitch my tent anymore,
Or set up my curtains.