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At the sound of the tumult, the peoples wander off;
when you exalt yourself, the nations are scattered.
Your spoil is gathered as if stripped by shearer-worms;
they run over it like a swarm of locusts.

Adonai is exalted, for he dwells on high;
he has filled Tziyon with justice and right.

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At the uproar of your army,(A) the peoples flee;(B)
    when you rise up,(C) the nations scatter.
Your plunder,(D) O nations, is harvested(E) as by young locusts;(F)
    like a swarm of locusts people pounce on it.

The Lord is exalted,(G) for he dwells on high;(H)
    he will fill Zion with his justice(I) and righteousness.(J)

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