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1 I WILL extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me. |
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2 O LORD, my God, I have sought thee, and thou hast healed me. |
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3 Thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol; thou hast saved me that I should not join those who go down to the pit. |
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4 Sing unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness. |
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5 For there is rebuke in his anger and life in his good will; weeping may last for a night, but joy comes in the morning. |
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6 In my security I said, I shall never be moved. |
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7 O God, by thy favor thou hast increased my glory; thou didst turn away thy face, and I was troubled. |
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8 I cried to thee, O LORD, and unto the LORD I made supplication. |
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9 What profit is there in shedding my blood, when I go down to corruption? The dust will not praise thee and it will not declare thy truth. |
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10 Hear, O God, and have mercy upon me; O LORD, be thou my helper. |
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11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into joy; thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; |
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12 Therefore, I will sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD, my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever. |
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1 I WILL extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me. |
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2 O LORD, my God, I have sought thee, and thou hast healed me. |
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3 Thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol; thou hast saved me that I should not join those who go down to the pit. |
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4 Sing unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness. |
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5 For there is rebuke in his anger and life in his good will; weeping may last for a night, but joy comes in the morning. |
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6 In my security I said, I shall never be moved. |
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7 O God, by thy favor thou hast increased my glory; thou didst turn away thy face, and I was troubled. |
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8 I cried to thee, O LORD, and unto the LORD I made supplication. |
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9 What profit is there in shedding my blood, when I go down to corruption? The dust will not praise thee and it will not declare thy truth. |
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10 Hear, O God, and have mercy upon me; O LORD, be thou my helper. |
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11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into joy; thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; |
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12 Therefore, I will sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD, my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever. |
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