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Awake, awake, put on strength,
O arm of Adonai,
    awake, as in days of old, the generations of long ago.
Was it not You who cut Rahab in pieces,
    who pierced the dragon?
10 Was it not You who dried up the sea,
the waters of the great deep,
who made the depths of the sea a path
for the redeemed to pass over?

11 Now the ransomed of Adonai will return,
and come to Zion with singing.
Everlasting joy will be upon their heads.
They will obtain gladness and joy,
and sorrow and sighing will flee away.

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