Psalms 142:1-7

Psalms 142:1-7 CSB

A Maskil of David. When he was in the cave.  A prayer. I cry aloud to the  Lord;  I plead aloud to the  Lord for mercy.  I pour out my complaint before him; I reveal my trouble to him.  Although my spirit is weak within me, you know my way.  Along this path I travel they have hidden a trap for me.  Look to the right and see:  no one stands up for me; there is no refuge for me; no one cares about me.  I cry to you, Lord; I say, “You are my shelter, my portion in the land of the living.”  Listen to my cry, for I am very weak.  Rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.  Free 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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