²⁰ If we had forgotten the name of our God
    or ^(A)spread out our hands to ^(B)a foreign god,

^{9     (A)}my eye grows dim through sorrow.
Every day I call upon you, O Lord;
    I ^(B)spread out my hands to you.

^6 (A)I stretch out my hands to you;
    ^(B)my soul thirsts for you like ^(C)a parched land. Selah