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14 Like a swallow or a crane, so did I chatter;
I did moan as a dove; mine eyes fail with looking upward:
O Lord, I am oppressed, be thou my surety.
15 What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it:
I shall go [a]softly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
16 O Lord, by these things men live;
And wholly therein is the life of my spirit:
[b]Wherefore recover thou me, and make me to live.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 38:15 Or, as in solemn procession. See Ps. 42:4.
  2. Isaiah 38:16 Or, So wilt thou recover me