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Fury is not in me. Oh that I had briars [and] thorns in battle against me! I would march against them, I would burn them together.

Or let him take hold of my strength; let him make peace with me: [yea,] let him make peace with me.

In the future Jacob shall take root; Israel shall blossom and bud, and they shall fill the face of the world with fruit.

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    I am not angry.
If only there were briers and thorns confronting me!
    I would march against them in battle;
    I would set them all on fire.(A)
Or else let them come to me for refuge;(B)
    let them make peace(C) with me,
    yes, let them make peace with me.”

In days to come Jacob will take root,(D)
    Israel will bud and blossom(E)
    and fill all the world with fruit.(F)

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