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In me doth my soul bow itself, Therefore I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.

By day Jehovah commandeth His kindness, And by night a song [is] with me, A prayer to the God of my life.

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