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11 Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanity,
and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
12 that our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth;
that our daughters may be as corner stones,
polished after the similitude of a palace:
13 that our garners may be full, affording all manner of store:
that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:

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