2 I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, You knew my path. In the way in which I walk, They have hidden a snare for me.
4 Look on my right, and see; For there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.
5 I cried to you, Yahweh. I said, 'You are my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.'
6 Listen to my cry, For I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are stronger than me.
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