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O LORD God of hosts, how long wilt thou be angry against the prayer of thy people?
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Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; and givest them tears to drink in great measure.
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Thou makest us a strife unto our neighbours: and our enemies laugh among themselves.
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Turn us again, O God of hosts, and cause thy face to shine; and we shall be saved.
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Thou hast brought a vine out of Egypt: thou hast cast out the heathen, and planted it.
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Thou preparedst room before it, and didst cause it to take deep root, and it filled the land.
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The hills were covered with the shadow of it, and the boughs thereof were like the goodly cedars.
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She sent out her boughs unto the sea, and her branches unto the river.
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Why hast thou then broken down her hedges, so that all they which pass by the way do pluck her?
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The boar out of the wood doth waste it, and the wild beast of the field doth devour it.
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Return, we beseech thee, O God of hosts: look down from heaven, and behold, and visit this vine;
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And the vineyard which thy right hand hath planted, and the branch that thou madest strong for thyself.
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It is burned with fire, it is cut down: they perish at the rebuke of thy countenance.
