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 And in it He hath prepared the instruments of death. * He hath made ready His burning arrows.

Behold He hath been in labor with injustice.* He hath conceived sorrow and brought forth iniquity. *

He hath opened a pit and dug it: and he is fallen into the hole he made.

His sorrow shall be turned on his own head: * and his iniquity shall come down upon his crown.

I will give glory to the Lord, according to His justice: * and will sing to the name of the Lord Most High.

Grant them eternal rest, O Lord,* and let perpetual light shine on them.

''Ant. ''Lest at any time, like a lion, he seize upon my soul, while there is no one to rescue me, nor to save.

V. From the gates of hell.

R. Deliver their souls, O Lord.

Our Father, etc., in silence.

pare me, for my days are nothing. What is man that Thou shouldst magnify him? or why dost Thou set