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Psalms 142King James Version

A psalm of David in the cave. I cried unto the Lord with my voice. I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me.

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A cave psalm, desperate and specifically placed. I cried to the LORD with my voice; poured out my complaint before him. When my spirit was overwhelmed, thou knewest my path. In the way I walked they laid a snare. I looked on my right hand and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul. I cried: Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living. Bring my soul out of prison that I may praise thy name.

1[Maschil of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave.] I cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.

2I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.

3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.

4I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.

5I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.

6Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

7Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.