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13 Our young men are forced to grind grain at the mill.
    Our boys almost fall down
    as they carry heavy loads of wood.
14 Our elders don’t go to the city gate anymore.
    Our young men have stopped playing their music.
15 There isn’t any joy in our hearts.
    Our dancing has turned into mourning.

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13 Young men toil at the millstones;
    boys stagger under loads of wood.
14 The elders are gone from the city gate;
    the young men have stopped their music.(A)
15 Joy is gone from our hearts;
    our dancing has turned to mourning.(B)

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