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Isn`t the food cut off before our eyes; Joy and gladness from the house of our God?
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The seeds rot under their clods. The granaries are laid desolate. The barns are broken down, for the grain has withered.
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How the animals groan! The herds of cattle are perplexed, because they have no pasture. Yes, the flocks of sheep are made desolate.