Just a little friend I found, that gave me joy.
Hearer of prayer, to Thee all flesh cometh.
Matters of iniquities were mightier than I, Our transgressions -- Thou dost cover them.
O the happiness of [him whom] Thou choosest, And drawest near, he inhabiteth Thy courts, We are satisfied with the goodness of Thy house, Thy holy temple.
By fearful things in righteousness Thou answerest us, O God of our salvation, The confidence of all far off ends of earth and sea.
Establishing mountains by His power, He hath been girded with might,
Restraining the noise of seas, the noise of their billows, And the multitude of the peoples.
And the inhabitants of the uttermost parts From Thy signs are afraid, The outgoings of morning and evening Thou causest to sing.
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