Psalms 142
1 A maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer.
2 With my voice I cry out to the LORD; with my voice I plead with the LORD.
3 I pour out my complaint before him; before him I tell my distress.
4 When my spirit grows faint within me, you know my path. On the way I walk, they have hidden a trap for me.
5 Look to the right and see: there is no one who recognizes me. Refuge has disappeared from me; no one cares for my life.
6 I cried out to you, LORD; I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”
7 Pay attention to my cry, for I am very weak. Rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are stronger than I am.
8 Bring my life out of prison, so that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround me, because you will do good to me.
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