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10 Jerusalem's old men sit on the ground in silence,
    With dust on their heads and sackcloth on their bodies.
    Young women bow their heads to the ground.

11 My eyes are worn out with weeping; my soul is in anguish.
    I am exhausted with grief at the destruction of my people.
    Children and babies are fainting in the streets of the city.

12 Hungry and thirsty, they cry to their mothers;
    They fall in the streets as though they were wounded,
    And slowly die in their mothers' arms.

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