Wild donkeys stand on the barren heights
    and pant like jackals;
their eyes fail
    for lack of food.’

Although our sins testify against us,
    do something, Lord, for the sake of your name.
For we have often rebelled;
    we have sinned against you.
You who are the hope of Israel,
    its Saviour in times of distress,
why are you like a stranger in the land,
    like a traveller who stays only a night?

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