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11 They send out their little ones like a flock,
    and their children dance around.

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Sons are indeed a heritage from the Lord,
    the fruit of the womb a reward.(A)
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
    are the sons of one’s youth.
Happy is the man who has
    his quiver full of them.
He shall not be put to shame
    when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.(B)

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41 but he raises up the needy out of distress
    and makes their families like flocks.(A)

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