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    I, the Lord, am its keeper,
    I water it every moment;
Lest anyone harm it,
    night and day I guard it.(A)
I am not angry.
    But if I were to find briers and thorns,
In battle I would march against it;
    I would burn it all.(B)
But if it holds fast to my refuge,
    it shall have peace with me;(C)
    it shall have peace with me.

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