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In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.
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I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with mine own heart: and my spirit made diligent search.
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And I said, This [is] my infirmity: [but I will remember] the years of the right hand of the most High.
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The waters saw thee, O God, the waters saw thee; they were afraid: the depths also were troubled.
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The voice of thy thunder [was] in the heaven: the lightnings lightened the world: the earth trembled and shook.