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12 The sons of slave girls ran them through
    and wounded them like the children of deserters;
    they perished before the army of my Lord.
13 “I will sing a new hymn to my God.
    Lord, you are great and glorious,
    wonderful in strength, invincible.
14 Let all your creatures serve you,
    for you spoke and they were made.
You sent forth your spirit and they were created;
    no one can resist your voice.

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