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17 Suppose the Lord had not helped me.
    Then I would soon have been lying quietly in the grave.
18 I said, “My foot is slipping.”
    But Lord, your faithful love kept me from falling.
19 I was very worried.
    But your comfort brought 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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