Psalms 88:9 — Commentary
my eye grows dim through sorrow. Every day I call upon you, O LORD; I spread out my hands to you.
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my eye grows dim through sorrow. Every day I call upon you, O LORD; I spread out my hands to you.
Commentary for this verse has not been generated yet.
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