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.
Na kei te tango ake ia i ahau i te poka whakamataku, i te paru taoruoru; kei te whakatu i oku waewae ki runga ki te kohatu, kei te whakau i oku hikoinga.
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