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These I remember and I pour out my soul within me:
that I would go with the multitude;
I led them in procession to the house[a] of God,
with a voice of rejoicing and thanksgiving,
a crowd celebrating a festival.
Why are you in despair,[b] O my soul,
and disturbed within me?
Hope in God, because I will again praise him,
for the salvation of his presence.
O my God, within me my soul is in despair;[c]
therefore I remember you from the land of Jordan
and the heights of Hermon, from the mountain of Mizar.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 42:4 Or “temple”
  2. Psalm 42:5 Literally “bowed down”
  3. Psalm 42:6 Literally “bowed down”