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Psalms - Chapter: 142

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142:1[Maschil of Dauid; A prayer when he was in the caue.] I cried vnto the Lord with my voice: with my voice vnto the Lord did I make my supplication.
142:2I powred out my complaint before him: I shewed before him my trouble.
142:3When my spirit was ouerwhelmed within mee, then thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily laid a snare for me.
142:4I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me, refuge failed me: no man cared for my soule.
142:5I cried vnto thee, O Lord, I said, Thou art my refuge, and my portion in the land of the liuing.
142:6Attend vnto my crie, for I am brought very low, deliuer mee from my persecuters: for they are stronger then I.
142:7Bring my soule out of prison, that I may praise thy Name: the righteous shall compasse me about: for thou shalt deale bountifully with me.

 

142:1I cryed vnto God with my voyce: euen vnto God I dyd make my supplication
142:2I powred out before his face my cogitations: and I made a declaration of my trouble before his face
142:3When my spirite was ouerwhelmed within me, thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked they haue priuily layde a snare for me
142:4When I loked vpon my ryght hande and sawe rounde about me there was no man that woulde knowe me: I had no place to flee vnto, and no man cared for my soule
142:5I cryed vnto thee O God, and sayde: thou art my hope and my portion in the lande of the lyuyng
142:6Consider my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecutours, for they are to strong for me
142:7Bryng my soule out of prison, that I may prayse thy name: the ryghteous shal compasse me rounde about, because thou hast thus rewarded me

 

142:1A Psalme of David, to give instruction, and a prayer, when he was in the cave. I cryed vnto the Lord with my voyce: with my voyce I prayed vnto the Lord.
142:2I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence.
142:3Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me.
142:4I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule.
142:5Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing.
142:6Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me.
142:7Bring my soule out of prison, that I may prayse thy Name: then shall the righteous come about me, when thou art beneficiall vnto me.

 


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