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11 Thou crownest the year with thy goodness, and thy paths drop fatness:

12 They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness, and the hills are girded with gladness.

13 The meadows are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, yea, they sing.

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11 You crown the year with your bounty,(A)
    and your carts overflow with abundance.(B)
12 The grasslands of the wilderness overflow;(C)
    the hills are clothed with gladness.(D)
13 The meadows are covered with flocks(E)
    and the valleys are mantled with grain;(F)
    they shout for joy and sing.(G)

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