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Chinese (traditional)When I realized that my foot was slipping,
your kindness, O Lord, raised 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 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. I stretch out my hands to you;
my soul thirsts for you like a parched land. Selah You did not choose me.
Rather, I chose you.
And I appointed you
to go out and bear fruit,
fruit that will remain,
so that the Father may give you
whatever you ask him in my name.Next verse!With image