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Maschil of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave.
1 Unto Jehovah with my voice, I did unto him cry: unto Jehovah with my voice my suit for grace made I. 2 I did pour out before his face my meditation: before his face I did declare the trouble me upon.
3 O’erwhelm’d in me when was my sp’rit, then thou didst know my way: i’th way I walk’d, a snare for me they privily did lay. 4 On my right hand I look’d, and saw, but no man would me know, all refuge fail’d me: for my soul none any care did show.
5 Then to thee, Lord, I cry’d, and said, my hope thou art alone: and in the land of living ones thou art my portion. 6 Because I am brought very low, attend unto my cry: from my pursuers save thou me, which stronger be than I.
7 That I thy name may praise, my soul from prison O bring out: when thou shalt me reward, the just shall compass me about.