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Let the peoples praise thee, O God;
Let all the peoples praise thee.
The earth hath yielded its increase:
God, even our own God, will bless us.
God will bless us;
And all the ends of the earth shall fear him.

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May the peoples praise you, God;
    may all the peoples praise you.

The land yields its harvest;(A)
    God, our God, blesses us.(B)
May God bless us still,
    so that all the ends of the earth(C) will fear him.(D)

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