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You hold my eyes from closing; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

I consider the days of old, the years of bygone times [of prosperity].

I call to remembrance my song in the night; with my heart I meditate and my spirit searches diligently:

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You kept my eyes from closing;
    I was too troubled to speak.(A)
I thought about the former days,(B)
    the years of long ago;
I remembered my songs in the night.
    My heart meditated and my spirit asked:

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