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I spread forth my hands to You.
My soul longs for You as a parched land. Selah
Answer me speedily, Adonai—my spirit fails.
Hide not Your face from me,
lest I become like those who go down into the Pit.
Make me hear Your lovingkindness in the morning,
for in You I trust.
Show me the way I should go,
    for to You I lift up my soul.

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