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20 My soul continually thinks of it
    and is bowed down within me.(A)
21 But this I call to mind,
    and therefore I have hope:

22 The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases,[a]
    his mercies never come to an end;(B)

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  1. 3.22 Syr Tg: Heb Lord, we are not cut off