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Chinese (traditional)When I said, My foot slippeth;
thy mercy, O Lord, held me up. When I said, “My foot is slipping,”
your unfailing love, Lord, supported me. When I thought, “My foot slips,”
your steadfast love, O Lord, held me up. If I say, “My foot slips,”
Your mercy, O Lord, will hold me up. I cried out, “I am slipping!”
but your unfailing love, O Lord, supported me. When I thought, “My foot is slipping,”
your steadfast love, O Lord, held me up. When I said, “My foot is slipping!”
Your loving kindness, Yahweh, held me up. When I realized that my foot was slipping,
your kindness, O Lord, raised me up. The fear of man bringeth a snare:
but whoso putteth his trust in the Lord shall be safe. Blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord,
and whose hope the Lord is.
For he shall be as a tree planted by the waters,
and that spreadeth out her roots by the river,
and shall not see when heat cometh,
but her leaf shall be green;
and shall not be careful in the year of drought,
neither shall cease from yielding fruit.Next verse!With image