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The hills were covered with the shadow of it, and the boughs thereof were like the goodly cedars (80:10) She sent out her boughs unto the sea, and her branches unto the river (80:11) Why hast thou then broken down her hedges, so that all they which pass by the way do pluck her (80:12) The boar out of the wood doth waste it, and the wild beast of the field doth devour it (80:13) Return, we beseech thee, O God of hosts: look down from heaven, and behold, and visit this vine (80:14) And the vineyard which thy right hand hath planted, and the branch that thou madest strong for thyself (80:15) It is burned with fire, it is cut down: they perish at the rebuke of thy countenance (80:16) Let thy hand be upon the man of thy right hand, upon the son of man whom thou madest strong for thyself (80:17) So will not we go back from thee: quicken us, and we will call upon thy name (80:18) Turn us again, O Lord God of hosts, cause thy face to shine; and we shall be saved
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