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4 My spirit is drooping within me; In my midst my heart is dejected.
5 Yet I remember the days aforetime; I soliloquize upon all Your deeds; Upon the works of Your hands am I meditating.
6 I spread forth my hands to You; My soul looks to You like a fainting land. {Interlude{
7 Quickly answer me, O Yahweh; my spirit is exhausted; O do not conceal Your face from me, Or I would become comparable with descenders to the crypt."