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29 Ponha a sua boca no pó; talvez ainda haja esperança.
7 Eu, porém, confiarei no Senhor; esperarei no Deus da minha salvação. O meu Deus me ouvirá.
7 Behold, their valiant ones cry outside; the ambassadors of peace weep bitterly.
8 The highways are desolate. The traveling man ceases. The covenant is broken. He has despised the cities. He doesn't respect man.