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4 Then the waters had overwhelmed us, a torrent had gone over our soul; 5 Then the proud waters had gone over our soul. 6 Blessed be Jehovah, who gave us not up a prey to their teeth! 7 Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we have escaped. 8 Our help is in the name of Jehovah, the maker of heavens and earth. Psalms 124:4-8, Darby Bible Translation. Public domain.
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