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I will call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised; So shall I be saved from my enemies.
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The pangs of death surrounded me, And the floods of ungodliness made me afraid.
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The sorrows of Sheol surrounded me; The snares of death confronted me.
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In my distress I called upon the Lord, And cried out to my God; He heard my voice from His temple, And my cry came before Him, even to His ears.
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Then the earth shook and trembled; The foundations of the hills also quaked and were shaken, Because He was angry.
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Smoke went up from His nostrils, And devouring fire from His mouth; Coals were kindled by it.
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He bowed the heavens also, and came down With darkness under His feet.
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And He rode upon a cherub, and flew; He flew upon the wings of the wind.
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He made darkness His secret place; His canopy around Him was dark waters And thick clouds of the skies.
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From the brightness before Him, His thick clouds passed with hailstones and coals of fire.
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The Lord thundered from heaven, And the Most High uttered His voice, Hailstones and coals of fire.