A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. [1] With my voice I cry out to the LORD; with my voice I plead for mercy to the LORD. [2] I pour out my complaint before him; I tell my trouble before him. [3] When my spirit faints within me, you know my way! In the path where I walk they have hidden a trap for me. [4] Look to the right and see: there is none who takes notice of me; no refuge remains to me; no one cares for my soul. [5] I cry to you, O LORD; I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.” [6] Attend to my cry, for I am brought very low! Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me! [7] Bring me out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name! The righteous will surround me, for you will deal bountifully with me.
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