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Where will you be stricken again, As you ^(p)continue in your rebellion? The whole head is ^(q)sick And the whole heart is faint.

^(r)From the sole of the foot even to the head There is ^(s)nothing sound in it, Only bruises, welts and raw wounds, ^(t)Not pressed out or bandaged, Nor softened with oil.

Your ^(u)land is desolate, Your cities are burned with fire, Your fields—strangers are devouring them in your presence; It is desolation, as overthrown by strangers.

The daughter of Zion is left like a shelter in a vineyard, Like a watchman's hut in a cucumber field, like a besieged city.

^(v)Unless the Lord of hosts Had left us a few ^(w)survivors, We would be like ^(x)Sodom, We would be like Gomorrah.