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My eyes are weak from crying.
Lord, I have prayed to you every day;
    I have lifted my hands in prayer to you.

10 Do you show your miracles for the dead?
    Do their spirits rise up and praise you? Selah

11 Will your love be told in the grave?
    Will your loyalty be told in the place of death?

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Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: Lord, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.

10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.

11 Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?

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