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- I will exalt you, O LORD, for you lifted me out of the depths and did not let my enemies gloat over me.
- O LORD my God, I called to you for help and you healed me.
- O LORD, you brought me up from the grave ; you spared me from going down into the pit.
- Sing to the LORD, you saints of his; praise his holy name.
- For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime; weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.
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- When I felt secure, I said, "I will never be shaken."
- O LORD, when you favored me, you made my mountain stand firm; but when you hid your face, I was dismayed.
- To you, O LORD, I called; to the Lord I cried for mercy:
- "What gain is there in my destruction, in my going down into the pit? Will the dust praise you? Will it proclaim your faithfulness?
- Hear, O LORD, and be merciful to me; O LORD, be my help."
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- You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
- that my heart may sing to you and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever.
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