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"Often have they attacked me from my youth"
--let Israel now say--
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"often have they attacked me from my youth,
yet they have not prevailed against me.
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The plowers plowed on my back;
they made their furrows long."
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The
he has cut the cords of the wicked.
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May all who hate Zion
be put to shame and turned backward.
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Let them be like the grass on the housetops
that withers before it grows up,
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with which reapers do not fill their hands
or binders of sheaves their arms,
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while those who pass by do not say,
"The blessing of the
We bless you in the name of the