Psalms 142

1 A Psalme of David, to give instruction, and a prayer, when he was in the cave. I cryed vnto the Lord with my voyce: with my voyce I prayed vnto the Lord.

AN INSTRUCTION OF DAVID. A PRAYER WHEN HE IS IN THE CAVE. My voice [is] to YHWH, I cry, My voice [is] to YHWH, I beg [for] grace.

2 I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence.

I pour forth my meditation before Him, I declare my distress before Him.

3 Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me.

When my spirit has been feeble in me, Then You have known my path; In the way [in] which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.

4 I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule.

Looking on the right hand—and seeing, And I have none recognizing; Refuge has perished from me, There is none inquiring for my soul.

5 Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing.

I have cried to you, O YHWH, I have said, “You [are] my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.”

6 Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me.

Attend to my loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.

7 Bring my soule out of prison, that I may prayse thy Name: then shall the righteous come about me, when thou art beneficiall vnto me.

Bring forth my soul from prison to confess Your Name, The righteous surround me about, When You confer benefits on me!