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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.
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I will pay my vows to the Lord Now in the presence of all His people.
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Precious in the sight of the Lord Is the death of His saints.
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O Lord, truly I am Your servant; I am Your servant, the son of Your maidservant; You have loosed my bonds.
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I will offer to You the sacrifice of thanksgiving, And will call upon the name of the Lord.