1I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication. 2I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble. 3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me. 4Look on `my' right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul. 5I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living. 6Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I. 7Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me. Psalm 143 A Psalm of David.
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Thus saith Jehovah: Yet again there shall be heard in this place, whereof ye say, It is waste, without man and without beast, even in the cities of Judah, and in the streets of Jerusalem, that are desolate, without man and without inhabitant and without beast,
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