Psalms 142
142
Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer.
1I cry with my voice unto the LORD;
With my voice unto the LORD do I make supplication.
2I pour out my complaint before him;
I shew before him my trouble.
3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, thou knewest my path.
In the way wherein I walk have they hidden a snare for me.
4Look on my right hand, and see; for there is no man that knoweth me:
Refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul.
5I cried unto thee, O LORD;
I said, Thou art my refuge,
My portion in the land of the living.
6Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low:
Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
7Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks unto thy name:
The righteous shall compass me about;
for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.
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