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Fill my heart with joy when their grain and new wine abound.
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Sing to him a new song; play skillfully, and shout for joy.
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He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear the Lord and put their trust in him.
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All day long I have been afflicted, and every morning brings new punishments.
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Sound the ram’s horn at the New Moon, and when the moon is full, on the day of our festival;
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Yet you sweep people away in the sleep of death— they are like the new grass of the morning:
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In the morning it springs up new, but by evening it is dry and withered.
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Psalm 96
Sing to the Lord a new song; sing to the Lord, all the earth.
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Psalm 98
A psalm.
Sing to the Lord a new song, for he has done marvelous things; his right hand and his holy arm have worked salvation for him.
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They will have no fear of bad news; their hearts are steadfast, trusting in the Lord.
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I will sing a new song to you, my God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you,
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Psalm 149
Praise the Lord. Sing to the Lord a new song, his praise in the assembly of his faithful people.
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then your barns will be filled to overflowing, and your vats will brim over with new wine.
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Light in a messenger’s eyes brings joy to the heart, and good news gives health to the bones.
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Like cold water to a weary soul is good news from a distant land.
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When the hay is removed and new growth appears and the grass from the hills is gathered in,
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What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.
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Is there anything of which one can say, “Look! This is something new”? It was here already, long ago; it was here before our time.
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I went down to the grove of nut trees to look at the new growth in the valley, to see if the vines had budded or the pomegranates were in bloom.
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The mandrakes send out their fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, both new and old, that I have stored up for you, my beloved.
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Stop bringing meaningless offerings! Your incense is detestable to me. New Moons, Sabbaths and convocations— I cannot bear your worthless assemblies.
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Your New Moon feasts and your appointed festivals I hate with all my being. They have become a burden to me; I am weary of bearing them.
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The new wine dries up and the vine withers; all the merrymakers groan.
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until I come and take you to a land like your own—a land of grain and new wine, a land of bread and vineyards.
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You who bring good news to Zion, go up on a high mountain. You who bring good news to Jerusalem, lift up your voice with a shout, lift it up, do not be afraid; say to the towns of Judah, “Here is your God!”
