Psalm chapter 142 tag:brojed.org/cms,2026-07-03:20260703 2026-07-03T17:01:24+00:00 tag:brojed.org/cms,2026-07-03:20260703 2026-07-03T17:01:24+00:00

i1 [Maschil of David. A Prayer when he was in the cave.] i0 par I cry out unto Jehovah with my voice; with my voice unto Jehovah I make my supplication. I pour out my meditation before Him; I make known before His face my distress. When my spirit was faint within me, then You knew my path. In the way in which I walk they have hidden a snare for me. Look on my right hand and see, for there is no one who acknowledges me; refuge has vanished from me; no one cares for my soul. I cried out unto You, O Jehovah: I said, You are my refuge and my portion in the land of the living. Give attention to my cry, for I am brought very low; rescue me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I. Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks unto Your name; the righteous shall surround me, for You shall deal bountifully with me.

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