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Jeremiah 15:18
Swete's Septuagint · Berean Standard Bible
ἵνα τί οἱ λυποῦντές με κατισχύουσίν μου; ἡ πληγὴ μου στερεά, πόθεν ἰαθήσομαι ; γινομένη ἐγενήθη μοι ὡς ὕδωρ ψευδές, οὐκ ἔχον πίστιν.
Why is my pain unending, and my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? You have indeed become like a mirage to me—water that is not there.