24 lines
779 B
Markdown
24 lines
779 B
Markdown
# Chapter 142
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1 With my voice I cry out to the Lord;
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with my voice I plead for mercy to the Lord.
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2 I pour out my complaint before him;
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I tell my trouble before him.
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3 When my spirit faints within me,
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you know my way!
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In the path where I walk
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they have hidden a trap for me.
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4 Look to the right and see:
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there is none who takes notice of me;
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no refuge remains to me;
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no one cares for my soul.
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5 I cry to you, O Lord;
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I say, “You are my refuge,
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my portion in the land of the living.”
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6 Attend to my cry,
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for I am brought very low!
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Deliver me from my persecutors,
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for they are too strong for me!
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7 Bring me out of prison,
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that I may give thanks to your name!
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The righteous will surround me,
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for you will deal bountifully with me. |