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Put to shame all those who hate Zion.
    Force them to retreat.
Make them be like grass on a roof,
    like grass that dries up before it produces a stalk.
        It will never fill the barns of those who harvest
            or the arms of those who gather bundles.

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May all who hate Zion(A)
    be turned back in shame.(B)
May they be like grass on the roof,(C)
    which withers(D) before it can grow;
a reaper cannot fill his hands with it,(E)
    nor one who gathers fill his arms.

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