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19My roots will spread out to the waters, and the dew will rest nightly on my branches. 20My glory is ever new within me, and my bow is renewed in my hand.’ 21Men listened to me with expectation, waiting silently for my counsel. 22After my words, they spoke no more; my speech settled on them like dew. 23They waited for me as for rain and drank in my words like spring showers.