720 B
720 B
Psalm 142A Cry of Distress
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I cry aloud to the Lord; I plead aloud to the Lord for mercy.
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I pour out my complaint before him; I reveal my trouble to him.
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Although my spirit is weak within me, you know my way.
Along this path I travel they have hidden a trap for me.
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Look to the right and see: no one stands up for me; there is no refuge for me; no one cares about me.
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I cry to you, Lord; I say, "You are my shelter, my portion in the land of the living."
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Listen to my cry, for I am very weak. Rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.
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Free me from prison so that I can praise your name.
The righteous will gather around me because you deal generously with me.