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And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved (30:6) Lord, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled (30:7) I cried to thee, O Lord; and unto the Lord I made supplication (30:8) What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth (30:9) Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me: Lord, be thou my helper (30:10) Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness (30:11) To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever
(30:12)
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