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We are now orphans—without fathers—
    and our mothers are like widows.

We pay to drink our own water,
    and our own wood is sold to us at high price.

Our pursuers breathe down[a] our necks;
    we are weary, but there is no rest for us.

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  1. Lamentations 5:5 Lit. pursuers are on