W hy art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? Wait thou for God, for I shall yet praise him, who is the saving health of my countenance and my God.
¿Por qué te abates, oh alma mía, y por qué bramas contra mí? Espera a Dios; quien es la salud de mi rostro, y el Dios mío.
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