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From the voice of a multitude fled have peoples, From thine exaltation scattered have been nations.

And gathered hath been your spoil, A gathering of the caterpillar, As a running to and fro of locusts is he running on it.

Set on high is Jehovah, for He is dwelling on high, He filled Zion [with] judgment 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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