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13 Be gracious to me, O Eternal One.
    Notice the harm I have suffered because of my enemies,
    You who carry me safely away from death’s door,
14 So that I may rehearse Your deeds, declare Your praise,
    and rejoice in Your rescue
    when I take my stand in the gates of Zion.

15 The nations have fallen into the pit they dug for others,
    their own feet caught, snared by the net they hid.

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13 Lord, see how my enemies(A) persecute me!
    Have mercy(B) and lift me up from the gates of death,(C)
14 that I may declare your praises(D)
    in the gates of Daughter Zion,(E)
    and there rejoice in your salvation.(F)

15 The nations have fallen into the pit they have dug;(G)
    their feet are caught in the net they have hidden.(H)

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13 Have mercy upon me, O Lord; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:

14 That I may shew forth all thy praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in thy salvation.

15 The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.

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