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For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.

And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.

I have remembered days of old, I have meditated on all Thine acts, On the work of Thy hand I muse.

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