1 I cry out with my voice to the LORD;
With my voice I implore the LORD for compassion.
2 I pour out my complaint before Him;
I declare my trouble before Him.
3 When my spirit felt weak within me,
You knew my path.
In the way where I walk
They have hidden a trap for me.
4 Look to the right and see;
For there is no one who regards me favorably;
There is no escape for me;
No one cares for my soul.
5 I cried out to You, LORD;
I said, “You are my refuge,
My portion in the land of the living.
6 “Give Your attention to my cry,
For I have been brought very low;
Rescue me from my persecutors,
For they are too strong for me.
7 “Bring my soul out of prison,
So that I may give thanks to Your name;
The righteous will surround me,
For You will look after me.”
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