F or day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; my moisture was turned into the drought of summer. Selah!
ثَقِيلَةٌ يَدُكَ كانَتْ عَلَيَّ، تَبَخَّرَتْ قُوَّتِي كَما تَتَبَخَّرُ رُطُوبَةُ النَّباتاتِ فِي حَرِّ الصَّيفِ. سِلاهْ
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