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1 A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift my voice to the LORD for mercy. 2 I pour out my complaint before Him; I reveal my trouble to Him. 3 Although my spirit grows faint within me, You know my way. Along the path I travel they have hidden a snare for me. 4 Look to my right and see; no one attends to me. There is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul. 5 I cry to You, O LORD: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.” 6 Listen to my cry, for I am brought quite low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me. 7 Free my soul from prison, that I may praise Your name. The righteous will gather around me because of Your goodness to me.

Psalm 142:1

A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift my voice to the LORD for mercy.

Psalm 142:2

I pour out my complaint before Him; I reveal my trouble to Him.

Psalm 142:3

Although my spirit grows faint within me, You know my way. Along the path I travel they have hidden a snare for me.

Psalm 142:4

Look to my right and see; no one attends to me. There is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.

Psalm 142:5

I cry to You, O LORD: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

Psalm 142:6

Listen to my cry, for I am brought quite low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me.

Psalm 142:7

Free my soul from prison, that I may praise Your name. The righteous will gather around me because of Your goodness to me.

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