Praise be to the Lord,
    who has not let us be torn by their teeth.
We have escaped like a bird
    from the fowler’s snare;(A)
the snare has been broken,(B)
    and we have escaped.
Our help is in the name(C) of the Lord,
    the Maker of heaven(D) and earth.

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Blessed be the Lord, who hath not given us as a prey to their teeth.

Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.

Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

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