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I cried out to God for
help;
I cried out to God to hear me.
"Will the Lord
reject forever?
Will he never show his favor again?
Has his unfailing love vanished forever?
Has his promise failed for all time?
Has God forgotten to be merciful?
Has he in anger withheld his compassion?"
Then I thought, "To this I will appeal:
the years of the right hand
of the Most High."
I will remember the deeds of the Lord;
yes, I will remember
your miracles of long ago.
I will meditate on all your works
and consider all your mighty deeds.
Your ways, O God, are holy.
What god is so great as our God?
You are the God who performs miracles;
you display your power
among the peoples.
(Psalm 77:1,7-14 NIV)
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