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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