BRAGADAYJAH 2212
Jeremiah 10: Verse 19
Woe is me for my hurt! My wound is grievous; but I said, truly this is a grief, and I must bear it. My tabernacle is spoiled, and all my cords are broken; my children are gone forth of me and they are not; there is none to stretch forth my tent anymore, and to set up my curtains. .
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