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Judah mourns and her gates languish; they lie in gloom on the ground, and the cry of Jerusalem goes up.
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Her nobles send their servants for water; they come to the cisterns, they find no water, they return with their vessels empty. They are ashamed and dismayed and cover their heads,
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because the ground is cracked. Because there has been no rain on the land the farmers are dismayed; they cover their heads.
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Even the doe in the field forsakes her newborn fawn because there is no grass.
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The wild asses stand on the bare heights, they pant for air like jackals; their eyes fail because there is no herbage.