Vèsè popilè nan Bib la ki soti nan Psalms 142

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I cry to you, LORD; I say, “You are my shelter, my portion in the land of the living.”

Free me from prison so that I can praise your name. The righteous will gather around me because you deal generously with me.

Although my spirit is weak within me, you know my way.  Along this path I travel they have hidden a trap for me.

I cry aloud to the  LORD;  I plead aloud to the  LORD for mercy.

Listen to my cry, for I am very weak.  Rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.