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Psalm 142

I cry aloud to the Lord;
I lift up my voice to the Lord for
mercy.
I pour out my complaint before Him;
before Him I tell my trouble.
When my spirit grows faint within me,
it is You who know my way.
In the path where I walk
men have hidden a snare for me.
Look to my right and see:
no one is concerned for me.
I have no refuge;
no one cares for my life.

I cry to You, O Lord;
I say, "You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living."
Listen to my cry,
for I am in desperate need;
rescue me from those who pursue me,
for they are too strong for me.
Set me free from my prison,
that I may praise Your name.

Then the righteous will gather about me
because of Your goodness to me.

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