Psalm 142
I cry out to the Lord;
      I plead for the Lord’s mercy.
I pour out my complaints before Him
      and tell Him all my troubles.
When I am overwhelmed,
      You alone know the way I should turn.
I look for someone to come and help me,
      but no one gives me a passing thought!
Then I pray to you, O Lord.
      I say, “You are my place of refuge.
      You are ALL I REALLY WANT IN LIFE.
Hear my cry,
      for I am very low.
Rescue me from my persecutors,
      for they are too strong for me.
Bring me out of prison
      so I can thank You.
The godly will crowd around me,
      for You are GOOD to me.”
 
 
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