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I wish my head were like a spring of water and my eyes like a fountain of tears! Then I could cry day and night for my people who have been killed.
I wish I had a place in the desert -- a house where travelers spend the night -- so I could leave my people. I could go away from them, because they are all unfaithful to God; they are all turning against him.