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O my God, my soul is cast down within me;
    therefore I will remember You
from the land of Jordan,
    and of the Hermon, from the hill of Mizar.
Deep calls to deep
    at the noise of Your waterfalls;
all Your waves and Your billows
    passed over me.

Yet the Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime,
    and in the night His song will be with me,
    a prayer to the God of my life.

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