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24 They are like plants that soon disappear.
    Somebody plants them in the ground.
But while their roots are still growing into the soil,
    God blows on them and they become dry.
Then the wind carries them away like straw.
25 The Holy God says,
    ‘You cannot find anyone who is like me.
    Nobody is the same as me.’
26 Look up at the sky!
    Think about the one who made all the stars.
God is the one who brought together that great army!
    He knows how many they are
    and he knows each of their names!
When he calls them, each one is there,
    because he is so strong and powerful.

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