Psalm 44 22 Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the day long; we are counted as sheep for the slaughter Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord? arise cast us not off for ever Wherefore hidest thou thy face and forgettest our affliction and our oppression? For our soul is bowed sown to the dust; our belly cleaveth unto the earth Arise for our help, and redeem us for thy mercies’ sake.
Queen Aleta Parker
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