- Before the Lord God with my voice,
- I did send out my cry:
- And with my strained voice unto
- the Lord God prayed I.
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- 2 My meditation in his sight
- to pour I did not spare:
- And in the presence of the Lord
- my trouble did declare.
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- 3 Although perplexed was my spirit,
- my path was known to thee:
- In way where I did walk a snare
- they slyly laid for me.
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- 4 I looked and viewed on my right hand,
- but none there would me know:
- All refuge failed me, and for
- my soul none cared though.
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- 5 Then cried I Lord to thee, and said,
- my hope thou only art:
- Thou in the land of living art
- my portion and my part.
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- 6 Hark to my cry, for I am brought
- full low, deliver me
- From them that do me persecute,
- for me so strong they be.
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- 7 That I may praise thy name, my soul
- from prison Lord bring out:
- When thou art good to me the just
- shall praise me round about.
