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18 When I said, My foot is slipping, Your mercy and loving-kindness, O Lord, held me up.

19 In the multitude of my [anxious] thoughts within me, Your comforts cheer and delight my soul!

20 Shall the throne of iniquity have fellowship with You—they who frame and hide their unrighteous doings under [the sacred name of] law?

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18 When I said, “My foot is slipping,(A)
    your unfailing love, Lord, supported me.
19 When anxiety(B) was great within me,
    your consolation(C) brought me joy.

20 Can a corrupt throne(D) be allied with you—
    a throne that brings on misery by its decrees?(E)

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