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11 It sent out its boughs to the sea, and its branches to the river.
12 Why have You broken down its hedges, so that all those who pass by the way pluck it?
13 The boar out of the wood wastes it, and the wild beast of the field eats it.
14 Return, we beg You, O God of Hosts; look down from Heaven, and behold, and visit this vine,
15 and the vineyard which Your right hand has planted, and the Son that You make strong for Yourself.
16 It is burned with fire, and cut down; they perish at the rebuke of Your holy face.