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1 A Psalme of David, to give instruction, and a prayer, when he was in the cave. I cryed vnto the Lord with my voyce: with my voyce I prayed vnto the Lord. 2 I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence. 3 Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me. 4 I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule. 5 Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing. 6 Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me. 7 Bring my soule out of prison, that I may prayse thy Name: then shall the righteous come about me, when thou art beneficiall vnto me.