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3 Therefore my loins are filled with anguish, pangs have seized me like those of a woman in labor; I am too bewildered to hear, too dismayed to look. 4 My mind reels, shuddering assails me; The twilight I yearned for he has turned into dread. Isaiah 21:3-4, New American Bible Revised. Copyright © 2010 USCCB.
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