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A Song of Degrees: of David . Lord, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty; neither do I exercise myself in great matters, or in things too high for me. Surely I have behaved and quieted myself, As a child that is weaned of his mother: My soul is even as a weaned child. Let Israel hope in the Lord, from henceforth and for ever _________________________________ Text is in the Public Domain. Layout: Copyright © 2002 S.G.P. All rights reserved.
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