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2 When I was in deep trouble, I searched for the Lord. All night long I prayed, with hands lifted toward heaven, but my soul was not comforted. 3 I think of God, and I moan, overwhelmed with longing for his help. Interlude Psalms 77:2-3, New Living Translation. Copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation.
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