Psalms 142

1 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.

The lernyng of Dauid; `his preier, `whanne he was in the denne. With my vois Y criede to the Lord; with my vois Y preiede hertli to the Lord.

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

I schede out my preier in his siyt; and Y pronounce my tribulacioun bifor him.

3 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.

While my spirit failith of me; and thou hast knowe my pathis. In this weie in which Y yede; proude men hidden a snare to me.

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

I bihelde to the riyt side, and Y siy; and noon was that knew me. Fliyt perischide fro me; and noon is that sekith my soule.

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

Lord, Y criede to thee, Y seide, Thou art myn hope; my part in the lond of lyueris.

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

Yyue thou tent to my biseching; for Y am maad low ful greetli. Delyuere thou me fro hem that pursuen me; for thei ben coumfortid on me.

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

Lede my soule out of keping to knouleche to thi name; iust men abiden me, til thou yelde to me.