Psalm 61: 1-5
Here my cry, O God; listen to my prayer.
From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint;
lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
For you have been my refuge, a strong tower again the foe.
I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings.
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