American Standard Version of 1901
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Jehovah, why castest thou off my soul?Why hidest thou thy face from me?
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up:While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
Jehovah, why castest thou off my soul?Why hidest thou thy face from me?
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up:While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.