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 Fill up plentifully the streams thereof, multiply its fruits; * it shall spring up and rejoice in its showers.

Thou shalt bless with Thy goodness the crown of the year: * and Thy fields shall be filled with plenty The beautiful places of the wilderness shall grow fat; * and the hills shall be girded about with joy.

The rams of the flock are clothed, and the vales shall abound with corn: * they shall shout, yea, they shall sing a hymn.

Grant them eternal rest, O Lord,* and let perpetual light shine on them.

''Ant. ''Hear my prayer, O Lord, all flesh shall come to Thee.

''Ant. ''Thy right hand.

God, my God: * to Thee I watch from the morning light.

For Thee my soul hath thirsted: * for Thee my flesh, O how much!

In a desert land, and where there is no way, and no water: * so in the sanctuary have I come before Thee, to see Thy power and Thy glory.