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People flee from the noise of ⌞your⌟ army.
Nations scatter when you attack.
You nations, your loot is gathered as grasshoppers harvest a crop.
Like swarming locusts, people rush for your loot.

The Lord is honored because he lives on high.
He will fill Zion with justice and righteousness.

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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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