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Reach down from Your high place;
    save me out of the great waters;
    rescue me from the grasp of these foreigners
Who speak only lies
    and don’t have truth in their deeds.

To You, my God, I will sing a new song;
    I will sing Your sweet praises to the sound of a ten-stringed harp,

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Reach down your hand from on high;(A)
    deliver me and rescue me(B)
from the mighty waters,(C)
    from the hands of foreigners(D)
whose mouths are full of lies,(E)
    whose right hands(F) are deceitful.(G)

I will sing a new song(H) to you, my God;
    on the ten-stringed lyre(I) I will make music to you,

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