| If I say, “My foot slips,” Your mercy, O Lord, will hold me up. | When I said, “My foot is slipping!” Your loving kindness, Yahweh, held me up. |
| In the multitude of my anxieties within me, Your comforts delight my soul. | In the multitude of my thoughts within me, your comforts delight my soul. |
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