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My enemies have spread a net to catch me;
    I am overcome with distress.
They dug a pit in my path,
    but fell into it themselves.

I have complete confidence, O God;
    I will sing and praise you!
Wake up, my soul!
    Wake up, my harp and lyre!
    I will wake up the sun.

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They spread a net for my feet(A)
    I was bowed down(B) in distress.
They dug a pit(C) in my path—
    but they have fallen into it themselves.(D)

My heart, O God, is steadfast,
    my heart is steadfast;(E)
    I will sing and make music.
Awake, my soul!
    Awake, harp and lyre!(F)
    I will awaken the dawn.

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