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Psalm 142 · Book Five · David
A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer.
The Hebrew title · Berean Standard Bible
Maskil
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A Maskil of David when he was in the cave, and a prayer with nothing left in it but honesty. I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul. He is not asking for an army. He asks to be brought out of prison so he can praise, and expects company again afterwards.
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1I cried unto the LORD with my voice;with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.2I poured out my complaint before him;I shewed before him my trouble.3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.4I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me:refuge failed me;no man cared for my soul.5I cried unto thee, O LORD:I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.6Attend unto my cry;for I am brought very low:deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.7Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name:the righteous shall compass me about;for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.
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