Psalm 116:7
Verse 7 of 19. The 116th of 150 chapters in Psalms, in Poetry and Wisdom.
3The cords of death surrounded me, the pains of Sheol got a hold of me. I found trouble and sorrow.
4Then I called on the LORD’s name: “LORD, I beg you, deliver my soul.”
5The LORD is gracious and righteous. Yes, our God is merciful.
6The LORD preserves the simple. I was brought low, and he saved me.
7Return to your rest, my soul, for the LORD has dealt bountifully with you.
8For you have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
9I will walk before the LORD in the land of the living.
10I believed, therefore I said, “I was greatly afflicted.”
11I said in my haste, “All people are liars.”
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