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When anxiety was great within me,
your consolation brought me joy. In the multitude of my thoughts within me
thy comforts delight my soul. When the cares of my heart are many,
your consolations cheer my soul. In the multitude of my anxieties within me,
Your comforts delight my soul. When doubts filled my mind,
your comfort gave me renewed hope and cheer. When the cares of my heart are many,
your consolations cheer my soul. In the multitude of my thoughts within me,
your comforts delight my soul. When my anxious thoughts multiply within me,
Your comfort delights my soul. When my anxious thoughts multiplied,
your comfort filled my soul with joy. Jesus called out with a loud voice, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” When he had said this, he breathed his last. My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry.Next verse!With image