"I lift my hands to you in prayer. I thirst for you as parched land thirsts for rain. Come quickly, Lord, and answer me, for my depression deepens...."
"He had never been slow of speech when he could bless the sons of men, but he would not say a single word for himself. "Never man spake like this man,"..."
"Sing out your thanks to the Lord; sing praises to our God with a harp. He covers the heavens with clouds, provides rain for the earth, and makes the....."
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