Lamentations

My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
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Remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
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And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
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And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
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He hath also broken my teeth with gravel stones, he hath covered me with ashes.
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He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath made me drunken with wormwood.
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I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.
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He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.
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He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
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He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desolate.
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He was unto me as a bear lying in wait, and as a lion in secret places.
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He hath inclosed my ways with hewn stone, he hath made my paths crooked.
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Also when I cry and shout, he shutteth out my prayer.
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He hath hedged me about, that I cannot get out: he hath made my chain heavy.
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He hath set me in dark places, as they that be dead of old.
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He hath builded against me, and compassed me with gall and travail.
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My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
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Surely against me is he turned; he turneth his hand against me all the day.
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He hath led me, and brought me into darkness, but not into light.
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I AM the man that hath seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
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Thou hast called as in a solemn day my terrors round about, so that in the day of the LORD"s anger none escaped nor remained: those that I have swaddled and brought up hath mine enemy consumed.
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The young and the old lie on the ground in the streets: my virgins and my young men are fallen by the sword; thou hast slain them in the day of thine anger; thou hast killed, and not pitied.
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Behold, O LORD, and consider to whom thou hast done this. Shall the women eat their fruit, and children of a span long? shall the priest and the prophet be slain in the sanctuary of the Lord?
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Arise, cry out in the night: in the beginning of the watches pour out thine heart like water before the face of the LORD: lift up thy hands toward him for the life of thy young children, that faint for hunger in the top of every street.
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Their heart cried unto the LORD, O wall of the daughter of Zion, let tears run down like a river day and night: give thyself no rest; let not the apple of thine eye cease.
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The LORD hath done that which he had devised; he hath fulfilled his word that he had commanded in the days of old: he hath thrown down, and hath not pitied: and he hath caused thine enemy to rejoice over thee, he hath set up the horn of thine adversaries.
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All thine enemies have opened their mouth against thee: they hiss and gnash the teeth: they say, We have swallowed her up: certainly this is the day that we looked for; we have found, we have seen it.
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All that pass by clap their hands at thee; they hiss and wag their head at the daughter of Jerusalem, saying, Is this the city that men call The perfection of beauty, The joy of the whole earth?
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Thy prophets have seen vain and foolish things for thee: and they have not discovered thine iniquity, to turn away thy captivity; but have seen for thee false burdens and causes of banishment.
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What thing shall I take to witness for thee? what thing shall I liken to thee, O daughter of Jerusalem? what shall I equal to thee, that I may comfort thee, O virgin daughter of Zion? for thy breach is great like the sea: who can heal thee?
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