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I cried out to the Lord, who is worthy to be praised,
    and I was delivered from my enemies.

The cords of death entangled me;
    the rivers of Belial[a] made me afraid.
The cords of Sheol[b] surrounded me;
    the snares of death confronted me.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 18:4 I.e. the forces of death and destruction
  2. Psalm 18:5 I.e. the realm of the dead