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17 Because of this our hearts are sick,
    because of these things our eyes have grown dim:
18 because of Mount Zion, which lies desolate;
    jackals prowl over it.

19 But you, O Lord, reign forever;
    your throne endures to all generations.

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17 Because of this our hearts(A) are faint,(B)
    because of these things our eyes(C) grow dim(D)
18 for Mount Zion,(E) which lies desolate,(F)
    with jackals prowling over it.

19 You, Lord, reign forever;(G)
    your throne endures(H) from generation to generation.

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