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Let the peoples praise You, O God.
Let all the peoples praise You.
The earth has yielded its harvest—
God, our God will bless us.

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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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Then shall the earth yield her increase; and God, even our own God, shall bless us.

God shall bless us; and all the ends of the earth shall fear him.

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