Lamentations 3:19-23

“I remember my affliction and my wandering,
   the bitterness and the gall.
I well remember them,
   and my soul is downcast within me.
Yet this I call to mind
   and therefore I have hope:
 
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not
       consumed,
   for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
   great is your faithfulness.”

 
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