Psalm 142:6

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Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

Why Thy face hidest Thou? Thou forgettest our afflictions and our oppression,

Remember not for us the iniquities of forefathers, Haste, let Thy mercies go before us, For we have been very weak.

A preserver of the simple is Jehovah, I was low, and to me He giveth salvation.

Who in our lowliness hath remembered us, For to the age is His kindness.

For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.

A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.

And mine enemies are lively, They have been strong, and those hating me without cause, Have been multiplied.

He sendeth from the heaven, and saveth me, He reproached -- who is panting after me. Selah. God sendeth forth His kindness and His truth.

For, lo, they laid wait for my soul, Assembled against me are strong ones, Not my transgression nor my sin, O Jehovah.

After whom hath the king of Israel come out? after whom art thou pursuing? -- after a dead dog! after one flea!

Who shall lay a charge against the choice ones of God? God is He that is declaring righteous,

I called Thy name, O Jehovah, from the lower pit.