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And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove!
Then would I fly away, and be at rest.
Lo, then would I wander far off,
I would lodge in the wilderness. Selah
I would [a]haste me to a shelter
From the stormy wind and tempest.

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  1. Psalm 55:8 Or, hasten my escape