_The psalmist professeth his love and duty to God for his
deliverance.—He studieth to be thankful._
I love the LORD, because he hath heard my voice _and_ my
supplications.
Because he hath inclined his ear unto me, therefore will I call upon
_him_ as long as I live.
The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon
me: I found trouble and sorrow.
Then called I upon the name of the LORD: O LORD, I beseech thee,
deliver my soul.
Gracious _is_ the LORD, and righteous; yea, our God _is_ merciful.
The LORD preserveth the simple: I was brought low, and he helped me.
Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the LORD hath dealt bountifully
with thee.
For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears,
_and_ my feet from falling.