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19 Woe is me because of my hurt!
    My wound is severe.
But I said, “Truly this is my punishment,
    and I must bear it.”(A)
20 My tent is destroyed,
    and all my cords are broken;
my children have gone from me,
    and they are no more;
there is no one to spread my tent again
    and to set up my curtains.(B)
21 For the shepherds are stupid
    and do not inquire of the Lord;
therefore they have not prospered,
    and all their flock is scattered.(C)

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19 Woe to me because of my injury!
    My wound(A) is incurable!
Yet I said to myself,
    “This is my sickness, and I must endure(B) it.”
20 My tent(C) is destroyed;
    all its ropes are snapped.
My children are gone from me and are no more;(D)
    no one is left now to pitch my tent
    or to set up my shelter.
21 The shepherds(E) are senseless(F)
    and do not inquire of the Lord;(G)
so they do not prosper(H)
    and all their flock is scattered.(I)

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