Psalm 142 A Cry of Distress A Davidic Maskil. When he was in the cave. A prayer. 142 1I cry aloud to the Lord; I plead aloud to the Lord for mercy. 2I pour out my complaint before Him; I reveal my trouble to Him. 3Although my spirit is weak within me, You know my way. Along this path I travel they have hidden a trap for me. 4Look to the right and see:[S] no one stands up for me; there is no refuge for me; no one cares about me. 5I cry to You, Lord; I say, “You are my shelter, my portion in the land of the living.” 6Listen to my cry, for I am very weak. Rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me. 7Free me from prison so that I can praise Your name. The righteous will gather around me because You deal generously with me.
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