17 Our eyes are still wasting away in looking for our false help: we have been watching for a nation unable to give salvation.
18 They go after our steps so that we may not go in our streets: our end is near, our days are numbered; for our end has come.
19 Those who went after us were quicker than the eagles of the heaven, driving us before them on the mountains, waiting secretly for us in the waste land.
20 Our breath of life, he on whom the holy oil was put, was taken in their holes; of whom we said, Under his shade we will be living among the nations.
21 Have joy and be glad, O daughter of Edom, living in the land of Uz: the cup will be given to you in your turn, and you will be overcome with wine and your shame will be seen.
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