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O send out thy light and thy truth: let them lead me; let them bring me unto thy holy hill, and to thy tabernacles (43:3) com1 Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy: yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God (43:4) Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God
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