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1I cry out aloud to the Lord;
I plead aloud to the Lord for mercy.
2 I pour out my complaint before Him;
my trouble I declare before Him.
3 When my spirit is overwhelmed within me,
it is You who knows my way.
Along this path I walk
men have hidden a snare for me.
4 Look to my right and see;
no one is concerned for me;
no refuge remains for me;
no one cares about my life.
5 I cry to You, O Lord;
I say, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.”
6 Give heed to my cry,
for I am brought very low;
rescue me from my those who pursue me,
for they are too strong for me.
7 Free me from this prison,
that I may praise Your name.
Then the righteous will gather around me,
because of Your kindness toward me.