4 Thou holdest my eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
5 I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
6 I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with my own heart: and my spirit made diligent search.
7 Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favorable no more?
8 Is his mercy wholly gone for ever? doth [his] promise fail for evermore?
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