The phrase "I still pour out my sad complaints" resonates through 1 hymns, touching hearts across generations.
I still pour out my sad complaints
...His goodness, yet no peace I find;
I still pour out my sad complaints,
My burdened spirit almost faints....
His goodness, yet no peace I find;
I still pour out my sad complaints,
My burdened spirit almost faints.
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