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If I say, “My foot slips,”
Your mercy, O Lord, will hold me up.
When I said, “My foot is slipping,”
your unfailing love, Lord, supported me.
When I said, My foot slippeth;
thy mercy, O Lord, held me up.When I thought, “My foot slips,”
your steadfast love, O Lord, held 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. If I should say, “My foot has slipped,”
Your faithfulness, Lord, will support me. When I realized that my foot was slipping,
your kindness, O Lord, raised me up. Lord, all my desire is before You;
And my sighing is not hidden from You. Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil.Next verse!With image