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18 They tracked our steps
    so that we could not walk in our streets.
Our end drew near; our days were numbered,
    for our end had come.

19 Our pursuers were swifter
    than the eagles of the skies.
They pursued us on the mountains;
    they lay in wait for us in the wilderness.

20 The breath of our life, the anointed king of the Lord,
    was captured in their traps,
of whom we said, “Under his shadow
    we shall live among the nations.”

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