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Psalms:142

¹A well-written song by David, when he was in the cave; a prayer. To the Lord I cry out; to the Lord I plead for mercy. ²I pour out my lament before him; I tell him about my troubles. ³Even when my strength leaves me, you watch my footsteps. In the path where I walk they have hidden a trap for me.⁴Look to the right and see. No one cares about me. I have nowhere to run; no one is concerned about my life. ⁵I cry out to you, O Lord; I say, “You are my shelter, my security in the land of the living.” ⁶Listen to my cry for help, for I am in serious trouble. Rescue me from those who chase me, for they are stronger than I am.⁷Free me from prison that I may give thanks to your name. Because of me the godly will assemble, for you will vindicate me.