Psalms Chapter 142 (NIV)
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Psalm 142A maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer.I cry aloud to the Lord;I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy.
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I pour out my complaint before him;before him I tell my trouble.
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When my spirit grows faint within me,it is you who know my way.In the path where I walkmen have hidden a snare for me.
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Look to my right and see;no one is concerned for me.I have no refuge;no one cares for my life.
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I cry to you, O Lord;I say, “You are my refuge,my portion in the land of the living.”
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Listen to my cry,for I am in desperate need;rescue me from those who pursue me,for they are too strong for me.
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Set me free from my prison,that I may praise your name.Then the righteous will gather about mebecause of your goodness to me.
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