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3 Therefore my loins are filled with anguish; pangs have seized me, like the pangs of a woman in labor; I am bowed down so that I cannot hear, I am dismayed so that I cannot see. 4 My mind reels, horror has appalled me; the twilight I longed for has been turned for me into trembling. Isaiah 21:3-4, NRSV Catholic Edition. Copyright © 1989, 1993 by the National Council of the Churches of Christ.
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