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When I held my tongue (my bones being consumed when I roared all day,

for Your hand is heavy upon me day and night) and my moisture turned into the drought of Summer (Selah),

I acknowledged my sin to You and did not hide my iniquity. I thought, “I will confess to the LORD my wickedness against myself.” And You forgave the punishment of my sin. Selah.

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