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CH. 142
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[´ÙÀ­ÀÌ ±¼¿¡ ÀÖÀ» ¶§¿¡ ÁöÀº ¸¶½º±æ] ³»°¡ ¼Ò¸®³»¾î ¿©È£¿Í²² ºÎ¸£Â¢À¸¸ç ¼Ò¸®³»¾î ¿©È£¿Í²² °£±¸Çϴµµ´Ù

A maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer. I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift up my voice to the LORD for mercy.
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³»°¡ ³» ¿øÅëÇÔÀ» ±× ¾Õ¿¡ ÅäÇÏ¸ç ³» ¿ìȯÀ» ±× ¾Õ¿¡ Áø¼úÇϴµµ´Ù

I pour out my complaint before him; before him I tell my trouble.
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³» ½É·ÉÀÌ ¼Ó¿¡¼­ »óÇÒ ¶§¿¡µµ ÁÖ²²¼­ ³» ±æÀ» ¾Æ¼Ì³ªÀÌ´Ù ³ªÀÇ ÇàÇÏ´Â ±æ¿¡ ÀúÈñ°¡ ³ª¸¦ ÀâÀ¸·Á°í ¿Ã¹«¸¦ ¼û°å³ªÀÌ´Ù

When my spirit grows faint within me, it is you who know my way. In the path where I walk men have hidden a snare for me.
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³» ¿ìÆíÀ» »ìÆì º¸¼Ò¼­ ³ª¸¦ ¾Æ´Â ÀÚµµ ¾ø°í Çdz­Ã³µµ ¾ø°í ³» ¿µÈ¥À» µ¹¾Æº¸´Â ÀÚµµ ¾ø³ªÀÌ´Ù

Look to my right and see; no one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no one cares for my life.
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¿©È£¿Í¿© ³»°¡ ÁÖ²² ºÎ¸£Â¢¾î ¸»Çϱ⸦ ÁÖ´Â ³ªÀÇ Çdz­Ã³½Ã¿ä »ýÁ¸ ¼¼°è¿¡¼­ ³ªÀÇ ºÐ±êÀ̽öó ÇÏ¿´³ªÀÌ´Ù

I cry to you, O LORD; I say, "You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living."
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³ªÀÇ ºÎ¸£Â¢À½À» µéÀ¸¼Ò¼­ ³ª´Â ½ÉÈ÷ ºñõÇÏ´ÏÀÌ´Ù ³ª¸¦ Ç̹ÚÇÏ´Â ÀÚ¿¡°Ô¼­ °ÇÁö¼Ò¼­ ÀúÈñ´Â ³ªº¸´Ù °­ÇÏ´ÏÀÌ´Ù

Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need; rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.
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³» ¿µÈ¥À» ¿Á¿¡¼­ À̲ø¾î ³»»ç ÁÖÀÇ À̸§À» °¨»çÄÉ ÇϼҼ­ ÁÖ²²¼­ ³ª¸¦ ÈÄ´ëÇϽø®´Ï ÀÇÀÎÀÌ ³ª¸¦ µÎ¸£¸®ÀÌ´Ù

Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will gather about me because of your goodness to me.