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- Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered.
- Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile.
- When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
- For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
- I acknowledge my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the LORD; and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin. Selah.
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