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13 From on high he sent down fire
    that lodged deep in my bones.
He spread a net for my feet
    and turned me back.
He left me desolate
    and in a state of weakness all day long.
14 My sins have been bound into a yoke,
    woven together by his hand.
They weigh down my neck
    and sap my strength.
The Lord has handed me over
    to those whom I cannot withstand.
15 The Lord has totally rejected
    all the warriors in my midst,
and he has summoned an army against me
    to crush my young warriors.
The Lord has trodden in the winepress
    the virgin daughter of Judah.

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