5 I remember the days of old, I meditate on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands.
6 I stretch forth my hands to thee: my soul [thirsteth] after thee, as a thirsty land. Selah.
7 Hear me speedily, O LORD: my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like them that go down into the pit.
8 Cause me to hear thy loving-kindness in the morning; for in thee do I trust: cause me to know the way in which I should walk; for I lift up my soul to thee.
9 Deliver me, O LORD, from my enemies: I flee to thee to hide me.
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