H e drew me up out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay (froth and slime), and set my feet upon a rock, steadying my steps and establishing my goings.
مِنَ المَوْتِ نَشَلَنِي. أخرَجَنِي مِنَ الوَحلِ. عَلَى أرْضٍ ثابِتَةٍ وَضَعَ قَدَمَيَّ، وَثَبَّتَ خَطَواتِي.
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