Blessed is the man, unto whom the Lord imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile.

When I held my [a]tongue, my bones consumed, or when I [b]roared all the day,

(For thine hand is heavy upon me day and night: and my moisture is turned into the drought of Summer. Selah.)

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 32:3 Between hope and despair.
  2. Psalm 32:3 Neither by silence nor crying found I ease, signifying that before the sinner be reconciled to God, he feeleth a perpetual torment.

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