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of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer.
1 I cry aloud to theLord;
I lift up my voice to theLordfor mercy.
2 I pour out before him my complaint;
before him I tell my trouble.
3 When my spirit grows faint within me,
it is you who watch over my way.
In the path where I walk
people have hidden a snare for me.
4 Look and see, there is no one at my right hand;
no one is concerned for me.
I have no refuge;
no one cares for my life.
5 I cry to you,Lord;
I say, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.”
6 Listen to my cry,
for I am in desperate need;
rescue me from those who pursue me,
for they are too strong for me.
7 Set me free from my prison,
that I may praise your name.
Then the righteous will gather about me
because of your goodness to me.
—https://d1b84921e69nmq.cloudfront.net/3/32k/PSA/142-ebb695758de111a8535a39c916beda62.mp3?version_id=111—