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No man cared for my soul

Thou art my refuge

Bring my soul out of prison

That I may praise thy name

Psalms 142:4-7

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.

Attend unto my cry;

for I am brought very low:

deliver me from my persecutors;

for they are stronger than I.

Bring my soul out of prison,

that I may praise thy name:

the righteous shall compass me about;

for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.