1 I cried unto the Lord with my voice: with my voice I [a]prayed unto the Lord.

2 I poured out my meditation before him, and declared mine affection in his presence.

3 Though my spirit [b]was in perplexity in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, have they privily laid a snare for me.

4 I looked upon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would know me: all refuge failed me, and [c]none cared for my soul.

5 Then cried I unto thee, O Lord, and said, Thou art mine [d]hope, and my portion in the land of the living.

6 Hearken unto my cry, for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

7 Bring my soul out of [e]prison, that I may praise thy Name: then shall the righteous [f]come about me, when thou art beneficial unto me.


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