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A Prayer for Help

142 I cry with a loud voice to the Lord. I pray with my voice to the Lord. I talk and complain to Him. I tell Him all my trouble. When my spirit had grown weak within me, You knew my path. They have hidden a trap for me in the way where I walk. Look to the right and see. For there is no one who thinks about me. There is no place for me to go to be safe. No one cares about my soul.

I cried out to You, O Lord. I said, “You are my safe place, my share in the land of the living. Listen to my cry, for I am brought down. Save me from those who make it hard for me. For they are too strong for me. Bring my soul out of prison, so that I may give thanks to Your name. Those who are right and good will gather around me. For You will give much to me.”