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And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity.
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And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD:
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Remembering mine affliction and my misery, the wormwood and the gall.
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My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
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This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope.
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It is of the LORD'S mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
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They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.