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142:1  A maskil by David. When he was in the cave. A prayer. With my voice I cry out to the Lord. With my voice I call to the Lord for mercy.
142:2  I pour out my complaint before him. I tell my distress before him.
142:3  When my spirit grows faint within me, you are the one who knows my course. On the path where I walk they have hidden a snare for me.
142:4  Look to my right and see. There is no one who recognizes me. There is no escape for me. No one cares about my life.
142:5  I cry out to you, Lord. I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”
142:6  Pay attention to my loud cry, because I am very weak. Rescue me from those who pursue me, because they are too strong for me.
142:7  Set me free from my prison, so I can give thanks to your name. Then the righteous will gather around me, because you have accomplished your purpose for me.