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In God
Thou tellest my wanderings,
put my tears in Thy bottle;
are they not
kept in Thy book?
 
When I cry unto Thee, Lord,
mine enemies turn back:
this I know;
God is for me.
 
In God
will I praise His Word:
In the Lord
will I praise His Word,
praise His Word.
 
In God have I put my own trust
I will not be afraid
what man
does to me.
 
Thy vows are upon me,
O God: I will render
all praise,
praise unto Thee.
 
Psalms 56:8-12

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