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I have reckoned the days of old, The years of the ages.

I remember my music in the night, With my heart I meditate, and my spirit doth search diligently:

To the ages doth the Lord cast off? Doth He add to be pleased no more?

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I thought about the former days,(A)
    the years of long ago;
I remembered my songs in the night.
    My heart meditated and my spirit asked:

“Will the Lord reject forever?(B)
    Will he never show his favor(C) again?

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