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From the depth of the belly of hell, and from an unclean tongue, and from lying words, from an unjust king, and from a slanderous tongue:
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My soul shall praise the Lord even to death.
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And my life was drawing near to hell beneath.
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They compassed me on every side, and there was no one that would help me. I looked for the succour of men, and there was none.
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I remembered thy mercy, O Lord, and thy works, which are from the beginning of the world.