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Cry of Great Agony

30 “But now they mock me—those younger than me,
whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs.
Moreover, what use was the strength of their hands to me,
    since their vigor has gone from them.
Haggard from want and hunger,
    they gnaw the parched land,
    in former time desolate and waste.

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