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- There the ships move along, And Leviathan, which You have formed to sport in it.
- They all wait for You To give them their food in due season.
- You give to them, they gather it up; You open Your hand, they are satisfied with good.
- You hide Your face, they are dismayed; You take away their spirit, they expire And return to their dust.
- You send forth Your Spirit, they are created; And You renew the face of the ground.
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