The Book of Psalms

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Chapter 142

1: 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 overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privilylaid a 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 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 soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully withme.
Psalms 143

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