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May they all be like grass growing on the housetops,
    which dries up before it can grow;
    no one gathers it up
    or carries it away in bundles.
No one who passes by will say,
    “May the Lord bless you!
    We bless you in the name of the Lord.”

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May they be like grass on the roof,(A)
    which withers(B) before it can grow;
a reaper cannot fill his hands with it,(C)
    nor one who gathers fill his arms.
May those who pass by not say to them,
    “The blessing of the Lord be on you;
    we bless you(D) in the name of the Lord.”

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