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17 Unless Hashem had been my help, my nefesh had almost dwelt in dumah (silence).

18 When I said, My regel (foot) slippeth, Thy chesed, Hashem, held me up.

19 In the multitude of my anxieties within me Thy comforts delight my nefesh.

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17 Unless Hashem had been my help, my nefesh had almost dwelt in dumah (silence).

18 When I said, My regel (foot) slippeth, Thy chesed, Hashem, held me up.

19 In the multitude of my anxieties within me Thy comforts delight my nefesh.

Read full chapter