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Chinese (traditional)When I thought, “My foot is slipping,”
your steadfast love, O Lord, held 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. 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 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. And without faith it is impossible to please God, for whoever would approach him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who seek him. Above all, clothe yourselves with love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony.Next verse!With image