7 They prepared a snare for my feet, and they bowed down my soul.They dug a pit before my face, yet they have fallen into it.
8 My heart is prepared, O God, my heart is prepared.I will sing, and I will compose a psalm.
9 Rise up, my glory. Rise up, psaltery and harp.I will arise in early morning.
10 I will confess to you, O Lord, among the peoples.I will compose a psalm to you among the nations.
11 For your mercy has been magnified, even to the heavens,and your truth, even to the clouds.
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