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I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
and in his word I hope.
I wait for the Lord, my whole being waits,
and in his word I put my hope.
I wait for the Lord, my soul doth wait,
and in his word do I hope.I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
and in his word I hope. I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
And in His word I do hope. I am counting on the Lord;
yes, I am counting on him.
I have put my hope in his word. I wait for Yahweh.
My soul waits.
I hope in his word. I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
And I wait for His word. I wait for the Lord in anxious expectation;
I place my hope in his word. Then Jesus, crying with a loud voice, said, “Father, into your hands I commend my spirit.” Having said this, he breathed his last. Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.Next verse!With image