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The roads to Zion mourn
        for no one comes to her moadim.
All her gates are desolate.
        Her kohanim groan,
her maidens[a] grieve—
        she is in bitter anguish.
Her foes have become her masters.
        Her enemies are at ease.
    For Adonai has afflicted her,
        because of her many transgressions.
    Her children have gone away
        as captives before the adversary.
All her splendor has departed,
        from the daughter of Zion.
    Her princes are like stags
        that find no pasture.
    They have fled without strength
        before the pursuer.

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 1:4 Lit. virgins.