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This I say to you, lord, with the eyes of death: though we part here for ever, and I shall not look on your white walls again, from your and from me a new star shall arise. Farewell!
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Probably very easy.
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As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
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