LXXII.

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Thanks To You, Most High

I may have numerous flaws;

Though I am in awe

Of the greatness of Your love,

Lord Almighty God.

It is You Who has never let me down;

I witness Your power

In my moments of distress and trouble,

When I feel as if I am about to crumble.

You deliver me from the traps

That my enemies have laid out for me;

The joy that I thought would forever last

Has all but ceased.

Thanks to You, Most High,

I have seen the light

That leads to the greatest prize:

The promised everlasting life.

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