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They have prepared a net for my steps.
    My soul is bowed down.
They dig a pit before me.
    They fall into the middle of it themselves. Selah.
My heart is steadfast, God.
    My heart is steadfast.
    I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
Wake up, my glory! Wake up, lute and harp!
    I will wake up the dawn.

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