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Psalms 142

A Prayer for Deliverance from Pursuers 1

(A maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer. ) I cry out with my voice to Yahweh; I implore favor with my voice to Yahweh.

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I pour out my complaint before him; I declare my trouble before him.

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When my spirit faints within me, you know my way. On the path where I walk, they have hidden a trap for me;

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look to my right and see. There is no one looking out for me; there is no escape for me; no one cares for my soul.

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I cry out to you, O Yahweh. I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

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Attend to my cry, for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my pursuers, for they are stronger than I.

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Bring me out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will encircle me, because you will deal bountifully with me.

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