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Exact Match

When I lie down I think:
When will I get up?
But the evening drags on endlessly,
and I toss and turn until dawn.

It will toss him around without pity. He'll try to break free from its grip,


“You lift me up on the wind and cause me to ride [upon it];
And You toss me about in the tempest and dissolve me in the storm.

Lo, all these things doth God work, Twice, yea thrice, with a man,

Once have I spoken; but I will not answer: yea, twice; but I will proceed no further.