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Chinese (traditional)All my longings lie open before you, Lord;
my sighing is not hidden from you. Lord, all my desire is before thee;
and my groaning is not hid from thee. O Lord, all my longing is before you;
my sighing is not hidden from you. Lord, all my desire is before You;
And my sighing is not hidden from You. You know what I long for, Lord;
you hear my every sigh. O Lord, all my longing is known to you;
my sighing is not hidden from you. Lord, all my desire is before you.
My groaning is not hidden from you. O Lord, all my longing is known to you,
and my sighs are not hidden from you. When the day of Pentecost came, they were all together in one place. Suddenly a sound like the blowing of a violent wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where they were sitting. Whoever would foster love covers over an offense,
but whoever repeats the matter separates close friends.Next verse!With image