Blessed be GOD, my mountain, who trains me to fight fair and well. He’s the bedrock on which I stand, the castle in which I live, my rescuing knight, The high crag where I run for dear life, while he lays my enemies low. I wonder why you care, GOD— why do you bother with us at all? All we are is a puff of air; we’re like shadows in a campfire.
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