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A Psalm of instruction for David, when he was in the cave—a Prayer.
I cried to the Lord with my voice;
With my voice I made supplication to the Lord.
I will pour out before him my supplication:
I will declare before him mine affliction.
When my spirit was fainting within me,
Then thou knewest my paths;
In the very way wherein I was walking, they hid a snare for me.
I looked on my right hand, and behold,
For there was none that noticed me;
Refuge failed me;
And there was none that cared for my soul.
I cried unto thee, O Lord,
And said, Thou art my hope,
My portion in the land of the living.
Attend to my supplication,
For I am brought very low;
Deliver me from them that persecute me;
For they are stronger than I.
Bring my soul out of prison,
That I may give thanks to thy name, O Lord;
The righteous shall wait for me, until thou recompense me.