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Unless the Lord had been my help, My soul would soon have settled in silence.
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If I say, "My foot slips," Your mercy, O Lord, will hold me up.
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In the multitude of my anxieties within me, Your comforts delight my soul.
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Shall the throne of iniquity, which devises evil by law, Have fellowship with You?
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They gather together against the life of the righteous, And condemn innocent blood.
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But the Lord has been my defense, And my God the rock of my refuge.
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He has brought on them their own iniquity, And shall cut them off in their own wickedness; The Lord our God shall cut them off.