Psalms - Chapter 142

I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift up my voice to the LORD for mercy.   1

I pour out my complaint before him; before him I tell my trouble.   2

When my spirit grows faint within me, it is you who know my way. In the path where I walk men have hidden a snare for me.   3

Look to my right and see; no one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no one cares for my life.   4

I cry to you, O LORD; I say, "You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living."   5

Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need; rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.   6

Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will gather about me because of your goodness to me.   7

 

 

 

 

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