De skall bli som gräs på taken,
    som vissnar innan det vuxit upp.
Ingen skördeman fyller sin hand med det,
ingen kärvbindare sin famn.
De som går förbi säger inte:
    " Herrens välsignelse må komma över er!
Vi välsignar er i Herrens namn."

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May they be like grass on the roof,(A)
    which withers(B) before it can grow;
a reaper cannot fill his hands with it,(C)
    nor one who gathers fill his arms.
May those who pass by not say to them,
    “The blessing of the Lord be on you;
    we bless you(D) in the name of the Lord.”

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