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11 Set me free and deliver me out of the hand of the sons of a (A)foreigner,
Whose mouth (B)speaks worthlessness
And whose (C)right hand is a right hand of lying.

12 That our sons would be as (D)grown-up plants in their youth,
And our daughters as (E)corner pillars [a]fashioned as for a palace;
13 That our (F)granaries would be full, furnishing every kind of produce,
And our flocks would bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields outside;

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 144:12 Lit cut after the pattern of