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 The sorrows of death have surrounded me; and the dangers of hell are come upon me.

I have found tribulation and sorrow; and I have invoked the name of the Lord.

Lord deliver my soul; the Lord is merciful and just: and our God shows mercy.

The Lord keeps the little ones; I was humbled and He delivered me.

Return, my soul, into thy rest; because the Lord has done good to thee.

Because He has delivered my soul from death; my eyes from tears, and my feet from slipping.

I will please the Lord in the land of the living.

Grant them eternal rest, Lord:

And let perpetual light shine on them.

Ant. I will please the Lord in the land of the living.

Ant. Woe is me, Lord, that my abode is prolonged.