O my soul

1. Gen. 49: 6
     6 O my soul, come not thou into their secret; unto their assembly, mine honour, be not thou united: for in their anger they slew a man, and in their selfwill they digged down a wall.
2. Judg. 5: 21
     21 The river of Kishon swept them away, that ancient river, the river Kishon. O my soul, thou hast trodden down strength.
3. Ps. 16: 2
     2 O my soul, thou hast said unto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee;
4. Ps. 25: 20
     20 O keep my soul, and deliver me: let me not be ashamed; for I put my trust in thee.
5. Ps. 42: 5, 11
     5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.
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     11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
6. Ps. 43: 5
     5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
7. Ps. 103: 1-2, 22
     1 Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name.
     2 Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits:
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     22 Bless the Lord, all his works in all places of his dominion: bless the Lord, O my soul.
8. Ps. 104: 1, 35
     1 Bless the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, thou art very great; thou art clothed with honour and majesty.
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     35 Let the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and let the wicked be no more. Bless thou the Lord, O my soul. Praise ye the Lord.
9. Ps. 116: 7
     7 Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the Lord hath dealt bountifully with thee.
10. Ps. 146: 1
      1 Praise ye the Lord. Praise the Lord, O my soul.
11. Jer. 4: 19
      19 ¶ My bowels, my bowels! I am pained at my very heart; my heart maketh a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because thou hast heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
12. Alma 26: 20
      20 Oh, my soul, almost as it were, fleeth at the thought. Behold, he did not exercise his justice upon us, but in his great mercy hath brought us over that everlasting gulf of death and misery, even to the salvation of our souls.