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Psalm 142

Give Heed to My Cry

A Maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A Prayer.

With my voice to Yahweh, I cry aloud;
With my voice to Yahweh, I make supplication.
I pour out my complaint before Him;
I declare my distress before Him.
When my spirit was faint within me,
You knew my path.
In the way where I walk
They have hidden a trap for me.
Look to the right and see;
That there is no one who regards me;
A way of escape has been destroyed from me;
No one cares for my soul.

I cried out to You, O Yahweh;
I said, “You are my refuge,
My portion in the land of the living.
Give heed to my cry of lamentation,
For I am brought very low;
Deliver me from my persecutors,
For they are too strong for me.
Bring my soul out of prison,
To give thanks to Your name;
The righteous will encircle me,
For You will deal bountifully with me.”