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17 The seed is rotten under their clods. The storehouses are destroyed. The barns are broken down, for the grain has withered.

18 How the beasts mourn! The herds of cattle pine away, because they have no pasture. And the flocks of sheep are destroyed.

19 O LORD! To You will I cry! For the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness. And the flame has burnt up all the trees of the field.

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