Psalms 142

1 A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift my voice to the LORD for mercy.

١ قَصِيدَةٌ لِدَاوُدَ عِنْدَمَا كَانَ مُخْتَبِئاً فِي الْمَغَارَةِ. صَلاةٌ بِصَوْتِي إِلَى الرَّبِ أَصْرُخُ. بِصَوْتِي إِلَى الرَّبِّ أَتَضَرَّعُ.

2 I pour out my complaint before Him; I reveal my trouble to Him.

٢ أَبُثُّهُ شَكْوَايَ وَأُحَدِّثُهُ بِضِيقِي.

3 Although my spirit grows faint within me, You know my way. Along the path I travel they have hidden a snare for me.

٣ عِنْدَمَا غُشِيَ عَلَى رُوحِي فِي دَاخِلِي كُنْتَ أَنْتَ عَالِماً بِمَسْلَكِي. فِي الطَّرِيقِ الَّتِي سَلَكْتُهَا نَصَبُوا لِي فَخّاً.

4 Look to my right and see; no one attends to me. There is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.

٤ الْتَفِتْ نَحْوَ يَمِينِي فَلَا تَجِدَ مَنْ يَحْفَلُ بِي، لَمْ يَبْقَ لِي مَلاذٌ أَوْ مَنْ يَسْأَلُ عَنِّي.

5 I cry to You, O LORD: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

٥ إِيَّاكَ دَعَوْتُ يَا رَبُّ قَائِلاً: «أَنْتَ مَلْجَإِي، أَنْتَ نَصِيبِي فِي أَرْضِ الأَحْيَاءِ».

6 Listen to my cry, for I am brought quite low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me.

٦ أَصْغِ إِلَى صُرَاخِي لأَنَّنِي قَدْ تَذَلَّلْتُ جِدّاً. أَنْقِذْنِي مِنْ مُضْطَهِدِيَّ لأَنَّهُمْ أَشَدُّ مِنِّي.

7 Free my soul from prison, that I may praise Your name. The righteous will gather around me because of Your goodness to me.

٧ أَفْرِجْ كُرْبَةَ نَفْسِي لأُسَبِّحَ بِاسْمِكَ، فَيَلْتَفَّ الصِّدِّيقُونَ حَوْلِي ثَوَاباً لِي مِنْكَ.