Jeremiah 6:26 ~ Jeremías 6:26

O daughter of my people, dress in cloth made from hair and roll in ashes. Have sorrow as if you lost your only son. Cry with a bitter cry. For all at once the destroyer will come upon us.

Hija de mi pueblo, cíñete el cilicio Y revuélcate en ceniza. Haz duelo como por hijo único, Lamento de gran amargura, Porque de pronto el destructor Vendrá sobre nosotros.

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