Ps. > Chapter 142

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I CRIED unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.

2

I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.

3

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.

4

I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.

5

I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.

6

Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

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Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.