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142:1	The `title of the hundrid and two and fourtithe salm. The salm of Dauid. Lord, here thou my preier, with eeris perseyue thou my biseching; in thi treuthe here thou me, in thi riytwisnesse.
142:2	And entre thou not in to dom with thi seruaunt; for ech man lyuynge schal not be maad iust in thi siyt.
142:3	For the enemy pursuede my soule; he made lowe my lijf in erthe. He hath set me in derk placis, as the deed men of the world,
142:4	and my spirit was angwischid on me; myn herte was disturblid in me.
142:5	I was myndeful of elde daies, Y bithouyte in alle thi werkis; Y bithouyte in the dedis of thin hondis.
142:6	I helde forth myn hondis to thee; my soule as erthe with out water to thee.
142:7	Lord, here thou me swiftli; my spirit failide. Turne thou not a wei thi face fro me; and Y schal be lijk to hem that gon doun in to the lake.


142:1	A 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.
142:2	I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence.
142:3	Though 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.
142:4	I 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.
142:5	Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing.
142:6	Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me.
142:7	Bring 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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