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Lam 1:4
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Daleth. The ways of Sion mourn, because there are none that come to the solemn feast: all her gates are broken down: her priests sigh: her virgins are in affliction, and she is oppressed with bitterness.
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Lam 2:4
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Daleth. He hath bent his bow as an enemy, he hath fixed his right hand as an adversary: and he hath killed all that was fair to behold in the tabernacle of the daughter of Sion, he hath poured out his indignation like fire.
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Lam 3:10
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Daleth. He is become to me as a bear lying in wait: as a lion in secret places.
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Lam 3:11
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Daleth. He hath turned aside my paths, and hath broken me in pieces, he hath made me desolate.
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Lam 3:12
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Daleth. He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for his arrows.
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Lam 4:4
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Daleth. The tongue of the sucking child hath stuck to the roof of his mouth for thirst: the little ones have asked for bread, and there was none to break it unto them.
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