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- She sent out her boughs unto the sea, and her branches unto the river.
- Why hast thou then broken down her hedges, so that all they which pass by the way do pluck her?
- The boar out of the wood doth waste it, and the wild beast of the field doth devour it.
- Return, we beseech thee, O God of hosts: look down from heaven, and behold, and visit this vine;
- And the vineyard which thy right hand hath planted, and the branch that thou madest strong for thyself.
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