Psalms 142

1 The understanding of David. A prayer, when he was in the cave. With my voice, I cried out to the Lord. With my voice, I made supplication to the Lord.

Cantique de David. Lorsqu’il était dans la caverne. Prière. De ma voix je crie à l’Éternel, De ma voix j’implore l’Éternel.

2 In his sight, I pour out my prayer, and before him, I declare my tribulation.

Je répands ma plainte devant lui, Je lui raconte ma détresse.

3 Though my spirit may become faint within me, even then, you have known my paths. Along this way, which I have been walking, they have hidden a snare for me.

Quand mon esprit est abattu au-dedans de moi, Toi, tu connais mon sentier. Sur la route où je marche Ils m’ont tendu un piège.

4 I considered toward the right, and I looked, but there was no one who would know me. Flight has perished before me, and there is no one who has concern for my soul.

Jette les yeux à droite, et regarde! Personne ne me reconnaît, Tout refuge est perdu pour moi, Nul ne prend souci de mon âme.

5 I cried out to you, O Lord. I said: You are my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

Éternel! C’est à toi que je crie. Je dis: Tu es mon refuge, Mon partage sur la terre des vivants.

6 Attend to my supplication. For I have been humbled exceedingly. Free me from my persecutors, for they have been fortified against me.

Sois attentif à mes cris! Car je suis bien malheureux. Délivre-moi de ceux qui me poursuivent! Car ils sont plus forts que moi.

7 Lead my soul out of confinement in order to confess your name. The just are waiting for me, until you repay me.

Tire mon âme de sa prison, Afin que je célèbre ton nom! Les justes viendront m’entourer, Quand tu m’auras fait du bien.