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Salmos 142

1 A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer.(142:2)With my voice I cry unto the Lord: with my voice I make supplication unto the Lord.

2 (142:3)I pour out before him my grief: my distress I recite before him.

3 (142:4)When my spirit was overwhelmed within me––and thou knowest well my path––on the way whereon I desired to walk they had secretly laid a snare for me.

4 (142:5)Look to the right, and behold, yea, there is no man that recognizeth me: every refuge is lost to me; there is no one that careth for my soul.

5 (142:6)I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of life.

6 (142:7)Listen unto my entreaty; for I am very miserable: deliver me from my pursuers; for they are too mighty for me.

7 (142:8)Bring forth out of prison my soul, that I may thank thy name: with me shall the righteous crown themselves, when thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

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