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If only I were in the prime of my life ⌞again⌟,
when God was an adviser in my tent.
When the Almighty was still with me
and my children were around me,
my steps were bathed in buttermilk,
and the rocks poured streams of olive oil on me.

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Oh, for the days when I was in my prime,
    when God’s intimate friendship(A) blessed my house,(B)
when the Almighty was still with me
    and my children(C) were around me,(D)
when my path was drenched with cream(E)
    and the rock(F) poured out for me streams of olive oil.(G)

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