H er impurity was in her skirts, she remembered not her latter end; and she came down wonderfully: she hath no comforter. Jehovah, behold my affliction; for the enemy hath magnified himself.
Su inmundicia está en sus faldas; no consideró su futuro, y ha caído de manera sorprendente; no hay quien la consuele. Mira, oh Señor, mi aflicción, porque se ha engrandecido el enemigo.
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