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May my tongue hold to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not honor Jerusalem above my highest joy.

O Lord, remember what the sons of Edom did on the day Jerusalem fell. “Knock it down,” they said, “Knock it down to the ground.” O daughter of Babylon, you who will be destroyed, how honored will be the one who pays you back for what you have done to us!

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