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- I will extol You, O LORD, for You have lifted me up, And have not let my enemies rejoice over me.
- O LORD my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
- O LORD, You have brought up my soul from Sheol; You have kept me alive, that I would not go down to the pit.
- Sing praise to the LORD, you His godly ones, And give thanks to His holy name.
- For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for a lifetime; Weeping may last for the night, But a shout of joy comes in the morning.
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- ¾ßÈÑ¿©, ÀÌ ¸öÀº ´ç½Å²² ºÎ¸£Â¢¾ú°í, ´ç½Å²² ÀÚºñ¸¦ ±¸ÇÏ¿´½À´Ï´Ù.
- "ÀÌ ¸öÀÌ ÇǸ¦ È기´Ù Çؼ ÀÌ ¸öÀÌ ¶¥ ¼Ó¿¡ ¹¯Èù´Ù Çؼ ´ç½Å²² ÁÁÀ» ÀÏÀÌ ¹«¾ùÀÌ°Ú»ç¿É´Ï±î? Ƽ²øµéÀÌ ´ç½ÅÀ» Âù¹ÌÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖÀ¸¸®À̱î? ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¹Ì»Ú½ÉÀ» ¾Ë¸± ¼ö ÀÖÀ¸¸®À̱î?
- ¾ßÈÑ¿©, ÀÌ ¾Ö¿øÀ» µéÀ¸½Ã°í ºÒ½ÖÈ÷ ¿©°ÜÁÖ¼Ò¼. ¾ßÈÑ¿©, ºÎµð µµ¿ÍÁÖ¼Ò¼."
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- Now as for me, I said in my prosperity, "I will never be moved."
- O LORD, by Your favor You have made my mountain to stand strong; You hid Your face, I was dismayed.
- To You, O LORD, I called, And to the Lord I made supplication:
- "What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your faithfulness?
- "Hear, O LORD, and be gracious to me; O LORD, be my helper."
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- ´ç½ÅÀº ³ªÀÇ Åë°îÇÏ´Â ½½ÇÄÀ» ÃãÀ¸·Î ¹Ù²ãÁÖ½Ã°í º£¿ÊÀ» ¹þ±â½Ã°í ÀÜÄ¡¿ÊÀ¸·Î °¥¾Æ ÀÔÈ÷¼Ì»ç¿É´Ï´Ù.
- ³» ¿µÈ¥ÀÌ ²÷ÀÓ¾øÀÌ ÁÖ¸¦ Âù¹ÌÇ϶ó ÇϽÉÀÌ´Ï ¾ßÈÑ, ³ªÀÇ ÇÏ´À´Ô, ÀÌ °í¸¶¿ì½ÉÀ» ³ë·¡¿¡ ´ã¾Æ ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ºÎ¸£¸®ÀÌ´Ù.
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- You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have loosed my sackcloth and girded me with gladness,
- That my soul may sing praise to You and not be silent O LORD my God, I will give thanks to You forever.
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