Psalms 42
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so my soul pants after you, God.
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When shall I come and appear before God?
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while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
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with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.
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For I shall still praise him for the saving help of his presence.
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the heights of Hermon, from the hill Mizar.
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All your waves and your billows have swept over me.
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a prayer to the God of my life.
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Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”
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while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
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the saving help of my countenance, and my God.