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With Your hand You displaced nations, but You planted them.
You afflicted peoples, and You drove them out.
For it was not by their own sword that they took possession of the land,
nor did their own arm save them.
But it was Your right hand, Your arm, and the light of Your face—
    for You favored them.
You are my King, O God—
command victories for Jacob!

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