11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul?
And why art thou disquieted within me?
Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him,
Who is the help of my countenance, and my God.
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11 \42:10\The cruel words of my haters are like a crushing of my bones; when they say to me every day, Where is your God?