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My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
    When will I come and appear before God?
My tears have been my food
    day and night,
while they always say to me,
    “Where is your God?”
When I remember these things,
    I pour out my soul within me.
For I would travel with the throng of people;
    I proceeded with them to the house of God,
with the voice of joy and thanks,
    with a multitude making a pilgrimage.

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