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Jeremiah 4:19

— My bow­els, my bow­els! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I can­not hold my peace, be­cause thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trum­pet, the alarm of war.

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…18 Thy way and thy do­ings have pro­cured these things unto thee; this is thy wicked­ness, be­cause it is bit­ter, be­cause it rea­cheth unto thine heart. 19 My bow­els, my bow­els! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I can­not hold my peace, be­cause thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trum­pet, the alarm of war. 20 De­struc­tion upon de­struc­tion is cried; for the whole land is spoiled: sud­den­ly are my tents spoiled, and my cur­tains in a mo­ment.…

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