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I look to my right[a] and observe—
    no one is concerned about me.
There is nowhere I can go for refuge,
    and no one cares for me.

So I cry to you, Lord,
    declaring, “You are my refuge,
        my only[b] possession while I am on this earth.”[c]
Pay attention to my cry,
    for I have been brought very low.
Deliver me from my tormentors,
    for they are far too strong for me.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 142:4 So LXX and DSS 11QPsa; MT reads Look to the right
  2. Psalm 142:5 The Heb. lacks only
  3. Psalm 142:5 Lit. possession in the land of the living