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Psalms 141

The Book of Psalms

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Chapter 142



  I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.  





  I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.  





  When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.  





  Look on [my] right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul.  





  I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.  





  Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I.  





  Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me. Psalm 143 A Psalm of David.  



Psalms 143




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