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Psalms 142
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
a
overwhelmed
within
me,
then
thou
knewest
my
path.
In
the
way
wherein
I
walked
have
they
privily
laid
a
b
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
a
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.
7 Bring
my
a
soul
out
of
prison,
that
I
may
praise
thy
name:
the
righteous
shall
compass
me
about;
for
thou
shalt
deal
bountifully
with
me.
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