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Let the peoples praise you, O God;
let all the peoples praise you.
The earth has yielded its produce.
God, our God, will bless us.
God will bless us,
and all the ends of the earth will 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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