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When I kept silence, my bones became old through my roaring all the day long.
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When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
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Psalms 32:Verse 3
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When I kept silence, my bones became old through my roaring all the day long.
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.