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Death was tying me up with ropes,
    to pull me into the deep hole of the grave.
In my trouble, I prayed to the Lord.
    I called to my God to help me.
He heard my voice from his home in heaven.
    My prayer reached his ears.
Then the earth moved and it shook.
Even the strong mountains shook,
    because God was angry.

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