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1 I cry to the LORD with my voice; * to the LORD I make loud supplication. 2 I pour out my complaint before him * and tell him all my trouble. 3 When my spirit languishes within me, you know my path; * in the way wherein I walk they have hidden a trap for me. 4 I look to my right hand and find no one who knows me; * I have no place to flee to, and no one cares for me. 5 I cry out to you, O LORD; * I say, "You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living." 6 Listen to my cry for help, for I have been brought very low; * save me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me. 7 Bring me out of prison, that I may give thanks to your Name; * when you have dealt bountifully with me, the righteous will gather around me.
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chanted by the Rev. Philip Mayer St. Peter's by the Lake Episcopal Church The Colony, Texas |