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Why art thou cast down, O my soul, O my soul?
And why art thou disquieted within me?
Hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise Him,
Who is the health of my countenance and my God,
and my God.
O send out Thy light and Thy truth, and Thy truth.
Then will I go to the altar of God, unto God
my exceeding joy.
Music Cathy L. Simpson
© Copyright1995 by Cathy L. Simpson "Wordsong Collection"