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Those proud people would have been
    like water rising up to our mouth and drowning us.

Praise the Lord!
    He did not let our enemies tear us apart.

We escaped like a bird from the net of a hunter.
    The net broke, and we escaped!

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the raging waters
    would have swept us away.

Praise be to the Lord,
    who has not let us be torn by their teeth.
We have escaped like a bird
    from the fowler’s snare;(A)
the snare has been broken,(B)
    and we have escaped.

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