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17 If the Lord were not my help,
    I would long have been silent in the grave.(A)
18 When I say, “My foot is slipping,”
    your mercy, Lord, holds me up.(B)
19 When cares increase within me,
    your comfort gives me joy.

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17 Unless the Lord had given me help,(A)
    I would soon have dwelt in the silence of death.(B)
18 When I said, “My foot is slipping,(C)
    your unfailing love, Lord, supported me.
19 When anxiety(D) was great within me,
    your consolation(E) brought me joy.

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