I am sick at heart.
How long, O LORD, until You restore me?
v3
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I am worn out of sobbing.
Every night tears drench my bed;
my pillow is wet from weeping.
My vision is blurred by grief;
my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.
v6-7
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Thank you. You know who you are. =)
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