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Lord, tear open the skies and come down.
    Touch the mountains, and smoke will rise from them.
Send the lightning and make my enemies run away.
    Shoot your “arrows” and make them run away.
Reach down from heaven and save me!
    Don’t let me drown in this sea of enemies.
    Save me from these foreigners.

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Part your heavens,(A) Lord, and come down;(B)
    touch the mountains, so that they smoke.(C)
Send forth lightning(D) and scatter(E) the enemy;
    shoot your arrows(F) and rout them.
Reach down your hand from on high;(G)
    deliver me and rescue me(H)
from the mighty waters,(I)
    from the hands of foreigners(J)

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