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C. From Aram, Balak made me come,
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the King of Moab,
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from the Eastern Mountains:
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"Come, curse Jacob for me,
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come, prophesy against Israel".
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How shall I curse if God does not let me?
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How shall I prophesy if God does not want?
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From the top of these crags I see them,
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from the top of this peak I observe them:
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this is a people different from all nations!
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A. HOW BEAUTIFUL ARE YOUR TENTS |
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HOW BEAUTIFUL O ISRAEL. |
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C. Who shall count your multitudes,
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A. JACOB O JACOB, JACOB O JACOB?
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C. Let my death be like the death of your Just One,
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A. LET MY LIFE BE WHERE HE IS,
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LET MY LIFE BE WHERE HE IS.
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HOW BEAUTIFUL ...
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C. But what are you doing?
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You are blessing them!
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Come see from another place, maybe from there God will curse them.
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Listen, son of Zippor,
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give ear, King Balak!
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God is not a man
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who says and then repents:
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A star is rising from Jacob,
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I hear acclamations for a King;
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God, God is his father:
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He crouches like a lion,
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He wakes up like a lioness,
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no one will make him rise.
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A. HOW BEAUTIFUL ...
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LET MY DEATH BE LIKE ...
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HOW BEAUTIFUL ...