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    I, the Lord, am its keeper;
    every moment I water it.
I guard it night and day
    so that no one can harm it;(A)
    I have no wrath.
If it gives me thorns and briers,
    I will march to battle against it.
    I will burn it up.(B)
Or else let it cling to me for protection;
    let it make peace with me;
    let it make peace with me.(C)

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