Psalms 142

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

The understanding of David. A prayer, when he was in the cave. With my voice, I cried out to the Lord. With my voice, I made supplication to the Lord.

2 I pour out my complaint before him; I shew before him my trouble.

In his sight, I pour out my prayer, and before him, I declare my tribulation.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk have they hidden a snare for me.

Though my spirit may become faint within me, even then, you have known my paths. Along this way, which I have been walking, they have hidden a snare for me.

4 Look on [my] right hand, and see; for there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul.

I considered toward the right, and I looked, but there was no one who would know me. Flight has perished before me, and there is no one who has concern for my soul.

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

I cried out to you, O Lord. I said: You are 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 stronger than I.

Attend to my supplication. For I have been humbled exceedingly. Free me from my persecutors, for they have been fortified against me.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks unto thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.

Lead my soul out of confinement in order to confess your name. The just are waiting for me, until you repay me.