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| O God, my heart is fixed; I will sing and give praise. For Thy mercy is great above the heavens: and Thy truth reacheth unto the clouds. Give us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man. (Psa. 108:1,4,12) |
| Gracious Lord! My heart is fixed: Sing I will, and sing of Thee, Since the cup that justice mixed Thou hast drunk, and drunk for me: Great Deliverer! Thou hast set the prisoner free. |
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