Faith

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As the deer longs for the water brooks,
so longs my soul for you, O God.

My soul is athirst for God, even for the living God;
when shall I come before the presence of God?

My tears have been my bread day and night,
while all day long they say to me, ‘Where is now your God?’

Now when I think on these things, I pour out my soul:
how I went with the multitude
and led the procession to the house of God,

With the voice of praise and thanksgiving,
among those who kept holy day.

Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul,
and why are you so disquieted within me?

O put your trust in God;
for I will yet give him thanks,
who is the help of my countenance, and my God.

Psalm 42.1-7

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