Psalms 142

1 Maschil. Of David. A prayer when he was in the hole of the rock. The sound of my cry went up to the Lord; with my voice I made my prayer for grace to the Lord.

Ngakhalela eNkosini ngelizwi lami, ngelizwi lami eNkosini ngancenga.

2 I put all my sorrows before him; and made clear to him all my trouble.

Ngathulula isikhalazo sami phambi kwayo, ngatshengisa ukuhlupheka kwami phambi kwayo.

3 When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.

Lapho umoya wami uphela amandla phakathi kwami, wena wayazi indlela yami. Endleleni engihamba ngayo bangifihlele umjibila.

4 Looking to my right side, I saw no man who was my friend: I had no safe place; no one had any care for my soul.

Khangela ngakwesokunene, ubone, kodwa wayengekho ongaziyo; isiphephelo sangehlula, kakho owakhathalela umphefumulo wami.

5 I have made my cry to you, O Lord; I have said, You are my safe place, and my heritage in the land of the living.

Ngakhalela kuwe, Nkosi, ngathi: Wena uyisiphephelo sami, isabelo sami elizweni labaphilayo.

6 Give ear to my cry, for I am made very low: take me out of the hands of my haters, for they are stronger than I.

Lalela ukukhala kwami, ngoba ngehliselwe phansi kakhulu. Ngikhulula kwabangizingelayo, ngoba balamandla kulami.

7 Take my soul out of prison, so that I may give praise to your name: the upright will give praise because of me; for you have given me a full reward.

Khupha umphefumulo wami entolongweni, ukuze ngidumise ibizo lakho. Abalungileyo bazangibuthanela, ngoba uzangiphatha kuhle kakhulu.