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Exact Match

Our garners are full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,

Non-Exact Match

He opened the rock, and the waters gushed out; they ran in the dry places like a river.

Let his children be continually vagabonds, and beg: let them seek their bread also out of their desolate places.

When you make it dark, it is night, when all the beasts of the woods come quietly out of their secret places.

O send out Your light and Your truth, let them lead me;
Let them bring me to Your holy hill
And to Your dwelling places.