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Deep calls to deep
    at the noise of Your waterfalls;
all Your waves and Your billows
    passed over me.

Yet the Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime,
    and in the night His song will be with me,
    a prayer to the God of my life.

I will say to God, my rock,
    “Why have You forgotten me?
Why do I go mourning
    because of the oppression of the enemy?”

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