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They spread a net for my steps,
my soul is bowed down.
They have dug a pit before me—
they fell into it themselves. Selah
My heart is steadfast, O God,
    my heart is steadfast.
I will sing, yes, I will make music.
Awake, my glory! Awake, harp and lyre!
I will awaken the dawn.

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