Psalms 142

1 I cry with my voice to Adonai. With my voice, I ask Adonai for mercy.

Intellectus David, Cum esset in spelunca, oratio. Voce mea ad Dominum clamavi: voce mea ad Dominum deprecatus sum:

2 I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

Effundo in conspectu eius orationem meam, et tribulationem meam ante ipsum pronuncio.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

In deficiendo ex me spiritum meum, et tu cognovisti semitas meas. In via hac, qua ambulabam, absconderunt laqueum mihi.

4 Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.

Considerabam ad dexteram, et videbam: et non erat qui cognosceret me. Periit fuga a me, et non est qui requirat animam meam.

5 I cried to you, Adonai. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

Clamavi ad te Domine, dixi: Tu es spes mea, portio mea in terra viventium.

6 Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are stronger than me.

Intende ad deprecationem meam: quia humiliatus sum nimis. Libera me a persequentibus me: quia confortati sunt super me.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may yadah ·extend hands in thankful praise· to your name. The upright will surround me, for you will be good to me.

Educ de custodia animam meam ad confitendum nomini tuo: me expectant iusti, donec retribuas mihi.