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My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God; when shall I come and appear before the face of God?

My tears have been my bread day and night, whilst it is said to me daily: Where is thy God?

These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me: for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God: With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of one feasting.

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The Lord sustains them on their sickbed(A)
    and restores them from their bed of illness.(B)

I said, “Have mercy(C) on me, Lord;
    heal(D) me, for I have sinned(E) against you.”
My enemies say of me in malice,
    “When will he die and his name perish?(F)

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