The Cave of Despair

<p>‘I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.<br> ‘When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. &nbsp;In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.<br> ‘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.<br> ‘I cried unto thee, O Lord: &nbsp;I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.’<br> —Psalm 142:2-5</p>