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In their secret counsel
    may my soul not enter.
In their contingent may my honor
    never be united.
For in their anger they slew men,
    and in their self-will they maimed oxen.
Cursed be their anger for it was strong
    and their rage for it was cruel—
    I will disperse them in Jacob,
    I will scatter them in Israel.

Judah, so you are—
    your brothers will praise you:
Your hand will be on your enemies’ neck.
Your father’s sons will bow down to you.

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