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In a day of my distress the Lord I sought, My hand by night hath been spread out, And it doth not cease, My soul hath refused to be comforted.
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I remember God, and make a noise, I meditate, and feeble is my spirit. Selah.
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Thou hast taken hold of the watches of mine eyes, I have been moved, and I speak not.
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I have reckoned the days of old, The years of the ages.
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I remember my music in the night, With my heart I meditate, and my spirit doth search diligently:
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To the ages doth the Lord cast off? Doth He add to be pleased no more?
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Hath His kindness ceased for ever? The saying failed to all generations?
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Hath God forgotten [His] favours? Hath He shut up in anger His mercies? Selah.
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And I say: `My weakness is, The changes of the right hand of the Most High.'
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I mention the doings of Jah, For I remember of old Thy wonders,
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And I have meditated on all Thy working, And I talk concerning Thy doings.