Psalms 142:5
“I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.”
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.
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.
Cross-References
“God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.”
“I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.”
“I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.”
“And he spake a parable unto them to this end, that men ought always to pray, and not to faint;”
“The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.”