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When I remember thee upon my bed, I meditate on thee in the night-watches:

For thou hast been my help, and in the shadow of thy wings will I sing for joy.

My soul followeth hard after thee: thy right hand upholdeth me.

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On my bed I remember you;
    I think of you through the watches of the night.(A)
Because you are my help,(B)
    I sing in the shadow of your wings.(C)
I cling to you;(D)
    your right hand upholds me.(E)

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