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Ascend the Lebanon and make outcry, And in Bashan, put forth thy voice, - And make outcry from Abarim, For all thy lovers are torn in pieces.

I spake unto thee, in thy carelessness, - Thou saidst I will not hearken! This hath been thy way from thy youth, That thou hast not hearkened to my voice.

All thy shepherds, the wind shall feed, And, thy lovers into captivity, shall depart, - Surely, then shalt thou turn pale and be confounded, by reason of all thy wickedness.

O inhabitress of Lebanon that makest thy nest in the cedars, - How hast thou bemoaned thyself Now that pangs have overtaken thee, Anguish, as of her that giveth birth.