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My Help and My Deliverer

To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.

40 I (A)waited patiently for the Lord;
    he inclined to me and (B)heard my cry.
He drew me up from (C)the pit of destruction,
    out of (D)the miry bog,
and (E)set my feet upon a rock,
    (F)making my steps secure.
He put (G)a new song in my mouth,
    a song of praise to our God.
Many will (H)see and fear,
    and put their trust in the Lord.

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