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The ten strings sounded like vibrating bread crusts in my dream, and now I could really go for a feast.
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A reading from Psalms 144:9
I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
— Psalms 144:9 (en_asv)
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Upon a psaltery of ten strings, I sing.
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