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 May our sons be like plants well nurtured from their youth, * and our daughters like sculptured corners of a palace.

May our barns be filled to overflowing with all manner of crops; * may the flocks in our pastures increase by thousands and tens of thousands; may our cattle be fat and sleek.

May there be no breaching of the walls, no going into exile, * no wailing in the public squares.

Happy are the people of whom this is so! * happy are the people whose God is the !

I will exalt you, O God my King, * and bless your Name for ever and ever.

Every day will I bless you * and praise your Name for ever and ever.

Great is the and greatly to be praised; * there is no end to his greatness.

One generation shall praise your works to another * and shall declare your power.

I will ponder the glorious splendor of your majesty * and all your marvelous works.

They shall speak of the might of your wondrous acts, * and I will tell of your greatness.

They shall publish the remembrance of your great goodness; * they shall sing of your righteous deeds.