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14 The yoke of my transgressions is bound upon His Hand. They are wrapped and come up upon my neck. He has made my strength fall. The LORD has delivered me into their hands. I am not able to rise up.

15 The LORD has tread all my valiant men in the midst of me under foot. He has called an assembly against me, to destroy my young men. The LORD has tread the winepress upon the virgin, the daughter of Judah.

16 For these things I weep. My eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me. My children are desolate because the enemy prevailed.

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