Psalm 104

Men shout power over my voice;
~~men, as cruel as children, shout power; they are crowned world’s owners over my voice.

They leave me nothing in a loud void;
~~they leave my company; I am nothingness in a just God.

I know them; I was once that child:
~~I, unknowing, was once childish, judging I was nothing like them, proud.

How can the child find himself above even a beast?
~~How blessed the man like a creature that hears past human voice, even high, even low.

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