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20 The Lord will save me,
    and we will sing to stringed instruments[a]
all the days of our lives,
    at the house of the Lord.(A)

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  1. 38.20 Heb my stringed instruments

Because he inclined his ear to me,
    therefore I will call on him as long as I live.(A)

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Praise him with tambourine and dance;
    praise him with strings and pipe!(A)

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Every day I will bless you
    and praise your name forever and ever.(A)

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19 God, the Lord, is my strength;
    he makes my feet like the feet of a deer
    and makes me tread upon the heights.[a]

To the leader: with stringed[b] instruments.(A)

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  1. 3.19 Heb my heights
  2. 3.19 Heb my stringed

17 I will offer to you a thanksgiving sacrifice
    and call on the name of the Lord.(A)
18 I will pay my vows to the Lord
    in the presence of all his people,
19 in the courts of the house of the Lord,
    in your midst, O Jerusalem.
Praise the Lord!(B)

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25 the singers in front, the musicians last,
    between them young women playing tambourines:(A)

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13 I will come into your house with burnt offerings;
    I will pay you my vows,(A)
14 those that my lips uttered
    and my mouth promised when I was in trouble.(B)
15 I will offer to you burnt offerings of fatted calves,
    with the smoke of the sacrifice of rams;
I will make an offering of bulls and goats. Selah(C)

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15 O Lord, open my lips,
    and my mouth will declare your praise.(A)

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Praise the Lord with the lyre;
    make melody to him with the harp of ten strings.(A)

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11 You have turned my mourning into dancing;
    you have taken off my sackcloth
    and clothed me with joy,(A)
12 so that my soul[a] may praise you and not be silent.
    O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever.(B)

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  1. 30.12 Heb that glory

For he will hide me in his shelter
    in the day of trouble;
he will conceal me under the cover of his tent;
    he will set me high on a rock.(A)

Now my head is lifted up
    above my enemies all around me,
and I will offer in his tent
    sacrifices with shouts of joy;
I will sing and make melody to the Lord.(B)

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13 Be gracious to me, O Lord.
    See what I suffer from those who hate me;
    you are the one who lifts me up from the gates of death,(A)
14 so that I may recount all your praises
    and, in the gates of daughter Zion,
    rejoice in your deliverance.(B)

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