Psalm 119:175

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Let my soul live, and it shall praise thee; and let thy judgments help me.

Be gracious to me, LORD, take note of my affliction, because of those who hate me. You snatch me away from the gates of death,

"What profit is there in my death if I go down to the Pit? Can dust worship you? Can it proclaim your faithfulness?"

Deliver me from the guilt of shedding blood, God, God of my salvation. Then my tongue will sing about your righteousness.

The LORD will discipline me severely, but he won't hand me over to die.

The living yes the living they thank you, just as I am doing today; fathers will tell their children about your faithfulness.

I know, LORD, that your decrees are just, and that you have rightfully humbled me.

Yes, LORD, in the path of your judgments we wait; your name and your Law are the soul's desire.

And we know that for those who love God, that is, for those who are called according to his purpose, all things are working together for good.

But if we judged ourselves correctly, we would not be judged.

This light, temporary nature of our suffering is producing for us an everlasting weight of glory, far beyond any comparison,

Let the people thank you, God. Let all the people thank you.