I can always tell God exactly how I feel
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave. I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength: Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps. Lord, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me? Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness.
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