Psalms 142

1 Of understanding for David. A prayer when he was in the cave. I cried to the Lord with my voice: with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.

מַשְׂכִּ֥יל לְדָוִ֑ד בִּהְיֹותֹ֖ו בַמְּעָרָ֣ה תְפִלָּֽה׃ קֹ֭ולִי אֶל־יְהוָ֣ה אֶזְעָ֑ק קֹ֝ולִ֗י אֶל־יְהוָ֥ה אֶתְחַנָּֽן׃

2 In his sight I pour out my prayer, and before him I declare my trouble:

אֶשְׁפֹּ֣ךְ לְפָנָ֣יו שִׂיחִ֑י צָ֝רָתִ֗י לְפָנָ֥יו אַגִּֽיד׃

3 When my spirit failed me, then thou newest my paths.

בְּהִתְעַטֵּ֬ף עָלַ֨י ׀ רוּחִ֗י וְאַתָּה֮ יָדַ֪עְתָּ נְֽתִיבָ֫תִ֥י בְּאֹֽרַח־ז֥וּ אֲהַלֵּ֑ךְ טָמְנ֖וּ פַ֣ח לִֽי׃

4 I looked on my right hand, and beheld, and there was no one that would know me. Flight hath failed me: and there is no one that hath regard to my soul.

הַבֵּ֤יט יָמִ֨ין ׀ וּרְאֵה֮ וְאֵֽין־לִ֪י מַ֫כִּ֥יר אָבַ֣ד מָנֹ֣וס מִמֶּ֑נִּי אֵ֖ין דֹּורֵ֣שׁ לְנַפְשִֽׁי׃

5 I cried to thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

זָעַ֥קְתִּי אֵלֶ֗יךָ יְה֫וָ֥ה אָ֭מַרְתִּי אַתָּ֣ה מַחְסִ֑י חֶ֝לְקִ֗י בְּאֶ֣רֶץ הַֽחַיִּים׃

6 Attend to my supplication: for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

הַקְשִׁ֤יבָה ׀ אֶֽל־רִנָּתִי֮ כִּֽי־דַלֹּ֪ותִ֫י מְאֹ֥ד הַצִּילֵ֥נִי מֵרֹדְפַ֑י כִּ֖י אָמְצ֣וּ מִמֶּֽנִּי׃

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the just wait for me, until thou reward me.

הֹ֘וצִ֤יאָה מִמַּסְגֵּ֨ר ׀ נַפְשִׁי֮ לְהֹודֹ֪ות אֶת־שְׁ֫מֶ֥ךָ בִּ֭י יַכְתִּ֣רוּ צַדִּיקִ֑ים כִּ֖י תִגְמֹ֣ל עָלֽ͏ָי׃