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12 May it not befall you,[a]
    all who pass along the road!
Look and see:
    Is there any grief
like my grief
    dealt out to me,
by which the Lord afflicted me
    in the time of his fierce wrath?

13 He sent fire from on high,[b]
    making it penetrate my bones.[c]
He stretched out a net at my feet,
    forcing me to turn back.
He made me desolate;
    I’m fainting all day long.

14 The yoke of my sins was bound on,[d]
    fastened together by his hand.
They settled on my neck;
    he caused my strength to fail.
The Lord placed me in the power
    of those I cannot resist.

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 1:12 Lit. It is not for you
  2. Lamentations 1:13 Lit. high into my bones
  3. Lamentations 1:13 Lit. overcoming her
  4. Lamentations 1:14 Lit. was heavy