Mind me, why this, why is it mourning to fidget within I shall hope in God, let us. I will still praise him. He served as an Assistant, I was saved and he is my God (Psalm 42: 11)
My soul, why grieve like this. Why nervous inside me. And thou shalt give hope in God .I will praise thee. He who is the assistant I to survive. He is my God (Psalm 42: 11).