Read One Psalm a Day
Psalm One Hundred Forty Two(a)
1 I cried unto the Lord with my voice: with my voice I prayed unto the Lord.
2 I poured out my meditation before him, and declared mine affection in his presence.
3 Though my spirit was in perplexity in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, have they privily laid a snare for me.
4 I looked upon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would know me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soul.
5 Then cried I unto thee, O Lord, and said, Thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the living.
6 Hearken unto my cry, for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.
7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy Name: then shall the righteous come about me, when thou art beneficial unto me
(a) Editor’s notation - Re: vs 1-7 read also Psalm 91:7; Romans 8:31
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