American Standard Version of 1901
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Thy mother was like a vine, {Or, in thy likeness}in thy blood, planted by the waters: it was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.
And it had strong rods for the sceptres of them that bare rule, and {Hebrew: his.}their stature was exalted among the {Or, clouds}thick boughs, and {Hebrew: he was.}they were seen in {Hebrew: his.}their height with the multitude of {Hebrew: his.}their branches.
But it was plucked up in fury, it was cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up its fruit: its strong rods were broken off and withered; the fire consumed them.
And now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty land.
And fire is gone out of {Or, a rod}the rods of its branches, it hath devoured its fruit, so that there is in it no strong rod to be a sceptre to rule. This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation.