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Poem	“O Jehovah, you yourself have proved to be a real dwelling for us During generation after generation. Before the mountains themselves were born, Or you proceeded to bring forth as with labor pains the earth and the productive land, Even from time indefinite to time indefinite you are God. . . . For a thousand years are in your eyes but as yesterday when it is past, And as a watch during the night.”—Ps. 90:1-4. “Long ago you laid the foundations of the earth itself, And the heavens are the work of your hands. They themselves will perish, but you yourself will keep standing; And just like a garment they will all of them wear out. Just like clothing you will replace them, and they will finish their turn. But you are the same, and your own years will not be completed.”—Ps. 102:25-27. “Clouds and thick gloom are all around him; Righteousness and judgment are the established place of his throne. Before him a very fire goes, And it consumes his adversaries all around. His lightnings lighted up the productive land; The earth saw and came to be in severe pains. The mountains themselves proceeded to melt just like wax on account of Jehovah, On account of the Lord of the whole earth.”—Ps. 97:2-5.
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