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• See how thou hast measured my years with a brief span, how my life is nothing in thy reckoning! Nay, what is any man living but a breath that passes? (Psalms 38, 6)

• When thou dost chasten man to punish his sins, gone is all he loved, as if the moth had fretted it away; a breath that passes, and no more. (Psalms 38, 12)

• Thy frown relax, give me some breath of comfort, before I go away and am known no more. (Psalms 38, 14)

• And I told the story of thy just dealings before a great throng; be witness, Lord, that I do not seal my lips. (Psalms 39, 10)

• O God, the tale has come to our ears—have not our fathers told it?—of the great things thou didst in their time, in days long ago; (Psalms 43, 2)

• it was thy power that gave them a home by rooting out the heathen, crushing and dispossessing nations to make room for them. (Psalms 43, 3)

• Thou hast made us like sheep sold for food, scattered here and there among the heathen; (Psalms 43, 12)

• till the heathen make a by-word of us, and Gentiles toss their heads at us in scorn. (Psalms 43, 15)

• would not he know of it? He can read the secrets of men’s hearts. No, it is for thy sake that we face death at every moment, reckoned no better than sheep marked down for slaughter. (Psalms 43, 22)

• Gird on thy sword at thy side, great warrior, (Psalms 44, 4)

• God reigns over the heathen, God sits enthroned in holiness. (Psalms 46, 9)

• The Lord is great, great honour is his due, here in the city where he, our God, dwells. Fair rises the peak of his holy mountain, (Psalms 47, 2)