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Maschil of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave. I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication (142:1)

I poured out my complaint before him; I showed before him my trouble (142:2)

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me (142:3)

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 (142:4)

I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living (142:5)

Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I (142:6)

Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me (142:7)

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