24 lines
771 B
Markdown
24 lines
771 B
Markdown
# Chapter 142
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1 I cry out to the Lord with my voice;
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With my voice to the Lord I make my supplication.
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2 I pour out my complaint before Him;
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I declare before Him my trouble.
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3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,
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Then You knew my path.
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In the way in which I walk
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They have secretly set a snare for me.
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4 Look on my right hand and see,
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For there is no one who acknowledges me;
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Refuge has failed me;
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No one cares for my soul.
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5 I cried out to You, O Lord:
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I said, “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 stronger than I.
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7 Bring my soul out of prison,
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That I may praise Your name;
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The righteous shall surround me,
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For You shall deal bountifully with me.” |