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[1] A Song of Ascents. When 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 brought back those that returned to Zion, we were like unto them that dream.
[2] Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing; then said they among the nations: '𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 hath done great things with these.'
[3] 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 hath done great things with us; we are rejoiced.
[4] Turn our captivity, O 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇, as the streams in the dry land.
[5] They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.
[6] Though he goeth on his way weeping that beareth the measure of seed, he shall come home with joy, bearing his sheaves.
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