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The Reason for Hope

I remember the days of long ago.
I meditate on all your works,
and I consider what your hands have done.
I spread out my hands to you. Interlude
My soul thirsts for you like a weary land.

The Prayer

Hurry! Answer me, Lord.
My spirit fails.
Do not hide your face from me,
or I will be like those who go down to the pit.

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