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O Lord, have pity on us.
We wait with hope for you.
Be our strength in the morning.
Yes, be our savior in times of trouble.
People flee from the noise of ⌞your⌟ army.
Nations scatter when you attack.
You nations, your loot is gathered as grasshoppers harvest a crop.
Like swarming locusts, people rush for your loot.

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Lord, be gracious(A) to us;
    we long for you.
Be our strength(B) every morning,
    our salvation(C) in time of distress.(D)
At the uproar of your army,(E) the peoples flee;(F)
    when you rise up,(G) the nations scatter.
Your plunder,(H) O nations, is harvested(I) as by young locusts;(J)
    like a swarm of locusts people pounce on it.

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