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14 I make noise like the birds. I cry like a dove. My eyes are tired from looking up. O Lord, I am having a hard time. Keep me safe.

15 “But what can I say? For He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done it. I will walk with care all my years because my soul is bitter. 16 O Lord, by these things men live. And in all these is the life of my spirit. O heal me, and let me live!

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