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Out of a raging flood, the Lord makes a dwelling-place; the Lord sits enthroned as a king for ever. (Psalms 28, 10)
I cried out to the Lord my God, and thou didst grant me recovery. (Psalms 29, 3)
For a moment lasts his anger, for a life-time his love; sorrow is but the guest of a night, and joy comes in the morning. (Psalms 29, 6)
How will it profit thee to take my life? I can but go down into the grave; and will this dust give thanks to thee, or acknowledge, there, thy faithfulness? (Psalms 29, 10)
With that, thou didst turn my sadness into rejoicing, thou hast undone the sackcloth I wore, and girded me about with gladness. (Psalms 29, 12)
Let fools provoke thee by the worship of false gods; for me, no refuge but the Lord. (Psalms 30, 7)
My life is all grief, my years are but sighs; for very misery,✻ my strength ebbs away, my frame is wasted. (Psalms 30, 11)
Openly my foes deride me; even to my neighbours I am a thing of utter scorn; my friends are adread, and the passer-by shuns my contact; (Psalms 30, 12)
I thought, bewildered, that thy watchful care had lost sight of me; but I cried out to thee, and thou thereupon didst listen to my plea. (Psalms 30, 23)
Let every devout soul, then, turn to thee in prayer when hard times befall; rise the floods never so high, they shall have no power to reach it. (Psalms 31, 6)
Thou art my hiding-place, when I am sore bestead; songs of triumph are all about me, and thou my deliverer. (Psalms 31, 7)
Again and again the sinner must feel the lash; he who trusts in the Lord finds nothing but mercy all around him. (Psalms 31, 10)