kjv@Psalms:142:1@ I cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.
kjv@Psalms:142:2@ I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
kjv@Psalms:142:3@ 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.
kjv@Psalms:142:4@ 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.
kjv@Psalms:142:5@ I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.
kjv@Psalms:142:6@ Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
kjv@Psalms:142:7@ 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.
Consider that over and over again the man has called out to pour from his soul his desperate troubles. The Lord hears and the Lord delivers and yet they come up again and again. Where is the righteousness in that? It is in the life long process that molds the man into what he spiritually needs to be, not just for this life but the life to come; it is in the inspiration ignited in others to aspire to the same. Snares have been privily laid by others, harm is meant, there is only one refuge and it is not in mankind. He complains of these others and their harmful intents but not the process and not the master that by this shapes the man into a vessel of honor.
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