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I rejoice and celebrate in your faithful love
    because you saw my suffering—
    you were intimately acquainted with my deep distress.
You didn’t hand me over to the enemy,
    but set my feet in wide-open spaces.

Have mercy on me, Lord, because I’m depressed.
    My vision fails because of my grief,
    as do my spirit and my body.

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I will be glad and rejoice in your love,
    for you saw my affliction(A)
    and knew the anguish(B) of my soul.
You have not given me into the hands(C) of the enemy
    but have set my feet in a spacious place.(D)

Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress;(E)
    my eyes grow weak with sorrow,(F)
    my soul and body(G) with grief.

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