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So my spirit grows faint within me;
my heart within me is dismayed. I remember the days of long ago;
I meditate on all your works
and consider what your hands have done. I spread out my hands to you;
I thirst for you like a parched land. Answer me quickly, Lord;
my spirit fails.
Do not hide your face from me
or I will be like those who go down to the pit. Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love,
for I have put my trust in you.
Show me the way I should go,
for to you I entrust my life. (Psalm 143:4-8 NIV)