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The pains of death surrounded me, And the pangs of Sheol laid hold of me; I found trouble and sorrow.
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Then I called upon the name of the Lord: "O Lord, I implore You, deliver my soul!"
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Gracious is the Lord, and righteous; Yes, our God is merciful.
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The Lord preserves the simple; I was brought low, and He saved me.
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Return to your rest, O my soul, For the Lord has dealt bountifully with you.
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For You have delivered my soul from death, My eyes from tears, And my feet from falling.
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I will walk before the Lord In the land of the living.
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I believed, therefore I spoke, "I am greatly afflicted."
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I said in my haste, "All men are liars."
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What shall I render to the Lord For all His benefits toward me?
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I will take up the cup of salvation, And call upon the name of the Lord.