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As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.
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ዐማፂ ፡ ወጽልሕው ፡ ባልሐኒ ፡
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My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
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ትኩዝየ ፡ ኣንሶሱ ፡ ሶበ ፡ ያመነድቡኒ ፡ ፀርየ ።
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My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
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አብያቲከ ፡ እግዚኦ ።
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When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
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አምላኪየ ፡ ዘአስተፈሥሓ ፡ ለውርዙትየ ፤
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Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
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ትቴክዚ ፡ ነፍስየ ፡ ወለምንት ፡ ተሀውክኒ ፤
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O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
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ገጽየ ፡ አምላኪየ ።
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