16 The woman was very beautiful,(A) a virgin;(B) no man had ever slept with her. She went down to the spring, filled her jar and came up again.

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16 And the damsel was very fair to look upon, a virgin, neither had any man known her: and she went down to the well, and filled her pitcher, and came up.

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The roads to Zion mourn,(A)
    for no one comes to her appointed festivals.
All her gateways are desolate,(B)
    her priests groan,
her young women grieve,
    and she is in bitter anguish.(C)

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The ways of Zion do mourn, because none come to the solemn feasts: all her gates are desolate: her priests sigh, her virgins are afflicted, and she is in bitterness.

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