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| Thou desirest not sacrifice; else would I give it: Thou delightest not in burnt offering. The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise. (Psa. 51:16‑17) |
| When your way seems thick with darkness, And your eyes with tears are dim, Straight to God your Father hastening, Tell your sorrows unto Him; Nor to human ear confiding Your sad tale of grief and care, But on God your Father resting, Pour out all your sorrows there. |
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