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Then said I, Ah! My Lord Yahweh: They are saying of me, Is not he a putter forth of parables?

And make loud lament over thee, with their voice, And make biter outcry,- And shall lift up dust on their heads, In ashes, shall roll themselves;

And shall make bald for thee a baldness And gird them with sackcloth, - And shall weep for time in bitterness of soul. A biter lamentation;