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19 The thought of my affliction and my homelessness
    is wormwood and gall!(A)
20 My soul continually thinks of it
    and is bowed down within me.(B)
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;(C)
23 they are new every morning;
    great is your faithfulness.(D)
24 “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,
    “therefore I will hope in him.”(E)

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

19 I remember my affliction and my wandering,
    the bitterness(A) and the gall.(B)
20 I well remember them,
    and my soul is downcast(C) within me.(D)
21 Yet this I call to mind
    and therefore I have hope:

22 Because of the Lord’s great love(E) we are not consumed,(F)
    for his compassions never fail.(G)
23 They are new every morning;
    great is your faithfulness.(H)
24 I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion;(I)
    therefore I will wait for him.”

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