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¹⁰ Your mother was like a vine in a vineyard^*
   transplanted by the water,
fruitful and full of branches
   from abundant water.
¹¹ Its strongest stem became
   a ruler’s sceptre;^*
it towered aloft
   among the thick boughs;
it stood out in its height
   with its mass of branches.
¹² But it was plucked up in fury,
   cast down to the ground;
the east wind dried it up;
   its fruit was stripped off,
its strong stem was withered;
   the fire consumed it.
¹³ Now it is transplanted into the wilderness,
   into a dry and thirsty land.
¹⁴ And fire has gone out from its stem,
   has consumed its branches and fruit,
so that there remains in it no strong stem,
   no sceptre for ruling.

This is a lamentation, and it is used as a lamentation.