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Lamentations 3:49-51

49-51"The tears stream from my eyes,

an artesian well of tears,

Until you, God, look down from on high,

look and see my tears.

When I see what's happened to the young women in the city,

the pain breaks my heart.

52-54"Enemies with no reason to be enemies

hunted me down like a bird.

They threw me into a pit,

then pelted me with stones.

Then the rains came and filled the pit.

The water rose over my head. I said, 'It's all over.'