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“We will clear the ground of all rubble.  We will plow the earth and break up her 
clods, so that the vine will take deep root and flourish throughout the land.  The 
hills will be covered with its shade; even the mountains with he mighty cedars 
will be shadowed under its branches, sending out its boughs to the sea of reeds 
and its shoots to the Euphrates.  May her hedges never be hewn again, and let 
her boundary lines fall for us in pleasant places.  May her walls never be broken 
through, so that boars from the forest and all the wild creatures may not pluck its 
tender grapes.”
	“Watch over this vine you will plant with your right hand, and so shall 
our sons be ...well nurtured.  They shall blossom like the lily, and our daughters 
shall be like corner stones, like beautifully carved pillars adorning a palace with 
their capitals cast as trumpets in the shape of lilies.  So shall they be in rows 
when the city is rebuilt.  Our garners shall be full, and our vats shall overflow with 
the fat of the land.  There will be no more breaching of the walls within our gates, 
and our fortunes will not go into captivity again.”
     And when the entire host of people had shouted, “Amen!”  it rained a great 
rain, the former and the latter rain together, and singing and dancing 
accompanied the sounds of land and sky.  The wilderness was turned into pools 
of water and parched ground into water springs; so their thirst was quenched 
with wines and their hunger filled with grapes, and their captives were brought 
again to tend their own vineyards in the land where trumpets are heard one 
more;  the straight trumpets are seen arrayed by the palace in the beautiful city, 
and there they celebrate God, for the seed and fruit both sown and reaped in just 
one day.
		
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