Awake, Lord!
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Dr. Antony Theodore
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Rouseyourself! my God! !
Awake, Lord! Why do you sleep?
Rouseyourself!
Do not reject us forever.
Why do you hide your face
and forget our misery and oppression?
We are brought down to the dust;
our bodies cling to the ground.
Rise up and help us;
rescue us because of your unfailing love.
(Reference to Psalm 44 in the Holy Bible)
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