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        my steps were bathed in buttermilk,
            and the rocks poured streams of olive oil on me.
When I went through the city gate
    and took my seat in the town square,
        young men saw me and kept out of sight.
            Old men stood up straight out of respect for me.

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when my path was drenched with cream(A)
    and the rock(B) poured out for me streams of olive oil.(C)

“When I went to the gate(D) of the city
    and took my seat in the public square,
the young men saw me and stepped aside(E)
    and the old men rose to their feet;(F)

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