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As I pour out my soul,
    I recall those times
when I journeyed with the multitude
    and led them in procession to the house of God,
amid loud cries of joy and thanksgiving
    on the part of the crowd keeping festival.

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Why ·am I so sad [L are you cast down, my soul]?
    Why ·am I so upset [L are you groaning/in an uproar]?
I ·should [or will] ·put my hope in [wait for] God
    and ·keep praising [or will again praise] him,
my ·Savior [Victor] and

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