Psalms 142

1 Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer. With my voice I cry unto the LORD; with my voice I make supplication unto the LORD.

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.

2 I pour out my complaint before Him, I declare before Him my trouble;

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

3 When my spirit fainteth within me — Thou knowest my path — in the way wherein I walk have they hidden a snare for me.

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

4 Look on my right hand, and see, for there is no man that knoweth me; I have no way to flee; no man careth for my soul.

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.

5 I have cried unto Thee, O LORD; I have said: 'Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.'

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

6 Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors; for they are too strong for me.

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

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks unto Thy name; the righteous shall crown themselves because of me; for Thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

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