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- They have greatly oppressed me from my youth-- let Israel say-
- they have greatly oppressed me from my youth, but they have not gained the victory over me.
- Plowmen have plowed my back and made their furrows long.
- But the LORD is righteous; he has cut me free from the cords of the wicked.
- May all who hate Zion be turned back in shame.
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- May they be like grass on the roof, which withers before it can grow;
- with it the reaper cannot fill his hands, nor the one who gathers fill his arms.
- May those who pass by not say, "The blessing of the LORD be upon you; we bless you in the name of the LORD."
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