Psalm 143:4-6

The Voice

⁵ And yet I can’t forget the days of old, the days I’ve heard so much about;
    I fix my mind on all You have done;
    I ponder the work of Your hands;
⁶ I reach out my hands to You.
    All that I am aches and yearns for You, like a dry land thirsting for rain.

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