Psalms 142

1 An Instructive Psalm of David. When he was in the Cave. A Prayer. With my voice—to Yahweh, make I outcry, With my voice—to Yahweh, make I supplication:

“A psalm of David; a prayer, when he was in the cave” I cry unto the LORD with my voice; With my voice to the LORD do I make my supplication.

2 I pour out before him my complaint, My distress—before him, I tell.

I pour out my complaint before him; I declare before him my distress.

3 When my spirit fainted concerning myself, then, thou, didst take note of my path, —In the course which I was about to take, they had hidden a snare for me.

When my spirit is overwhelmed within me, Thou knowest my path! In the way which I walk, they have hid a snare for me.

4 Look to the right hand and see, that there is none that, for me, hath regard, —Escape is lost to me, There is no one to care for my life.

I look on my right hand, and behold, But no man knoweth me; Refuge faileth me; No one careth for me.

5 I have made outcry unto thee, O Yahweh, —I have said, Thou, art my refuge, my portion, in the land of the living.

I cry unto thee, O LORD! I say, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.

6 Attend thou unto my loud cry, for I am brought very low, —Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are stronger than I.

Attend to my cry, for I am brought very low; Deliver me from my persecutors, For they prevail against me!

7 O bring forth, out of prison, my soul, That I may give thanks unto thy Name, —About me, let the righteous gather round, for thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

Bring me out of prison, That I may praise thy name! The righteous shall gather around me, When thou shalt show me thy favor.