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Yea, the sparrow hath found her a house, And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, Even thine altars, O Jehovah of hosts, My King, and my God.
And there shall cleave nought of the devoted thing to thy hand; that Jehovah may turn from the fierceness of his anger, and show thee mercy, and have compassion upon thee, and multiply thee, as he hath sworn unto thy fathers;
In thee, O Jehovah, do I take refuge; Let me never be put to shame: Deliver me in thy righteousness.
Who knoweth whether God will not turn and repent, and turn away from his fierce anger, that we perish not?
(saying), Blessed are they whose iniquities are forgiven, And whose sins are covered.