When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.

I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.

I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.

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When my spirit (A)faints within me,
    you know my way!
In the path where I walk
    they have (B)hidden a trap for me.
(C)Look to the (D)right and see:
    (E)there is none who takes notice of me;
(F)no refuge remains to me;
    no one cares for my soul.

I cry to you, O Lord;
    I say, “You are my (G)refuge,
    my (H)portion in (I)the land of the living.”

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