| 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. |
| In the multitude of my thoughts within me, your comforts delight my soul. | When my anxious thoughts multiplied, your comfort filled my soul with joy. |
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