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Psalm 9:11-12

11-12Sing your songs to Zion-dwelling God,

tell his stories to everyone you meet:

How he tracks down killers

yet keeps his eye on us,

registers every whimper and moan.

13-14Be kind to me, God;

I've been kicked around long enough.

Once you've pulled me back

from the gates of death,

I'll write the book on Hallelujahs;

on the corner of Main and First

I'll hold a street meeting;

I'll be the song leader; we'll fill the air

with salvation songs.