Psalms 142

1 A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to the LORD. With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.

A poem of David when was he in the cave a prayer. Voice my to Yahweh I cry out voice my to Yahweh I seek favor.

2 I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

I pour out before him complaint my trouble my before him I tell.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

When faints away on me - spirit my and you you know pathway my in [the] path which I walk people have hidden a snare for me.

4 Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.

Look right - and see and not [belongs] to me [one who] recognizes it has been lost a place of escape from me there not [is one who] cares for self my.

5 I cried to you, LORD. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

I cry out to you O Yahweh I say you [are] refuge my portion my in [the] land of the living.

6 Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

Pay attention! - to cry of entreaty my for I have become low exceedingly deliver me from [those who] harass me for they are [too] strong for me.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround me, for you will be good to me.

Bring out! from prison - self my to give thanks to name your me they will surround righteous [people] for you deal bountifully towards me.