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.

Maschil of David; a prayer when he was in the cave. I cried to the LORD with my voice; with my voice to the LORD I made my supplication.

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

I poured out my complaint before him; I showed before him 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 was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way in which I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.

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, but [there was] no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for 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 refuge [and] 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 cry; 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 righteous shall encompass me; for thou wilt deal bountifully with me.