[1] I cry with my voice to Yahweh.    With my voice, I ask Yahweh for
mercy. [2] I pour out my complaint before him.   I tell him my troubles.
[3] When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,   You knew my path. In the
way in which I walk,    They have hidden a snare for me. [4] Look on my
right, and see;    For there is no one who is concerned for me.    Refuge
has fled from me.    No one cares for my soul. [5] I cried to you, Yahweh.
 I said, "You are my refuge,    My portion in the land of the living." [6]
Listen to my cry,    For I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my
persecutors,    For they are stronger than me. [7] Bring my soul out of
prison,    That I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround
me,    For you will be good to me.      Psalm 143  A Psalm by David.

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