Psalms 142

1 A poem of David when was he in the cave a prayer. Voice my to Yahweh I cry out voice my to Yahweh I seek favor.

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 out before him complaint my trouble my before him I tell.

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

3 When faints away on me - spirit my and you you know pathway my in [the] path which I walk people have hidden 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 Look right - and see and not [belongs] to me [one who] recognizes it has been lost a place of escape from me there not [is one who] cares for self my.

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 cry out to you O Yahweh I say you [are] refuge my portion my 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 Pay attention! - to cry of entreaty my for I have become low exceedingly deliver me from [those who] harass me for they are [too] strong for me.

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 out! from prison - self my to give thanks to name your me they will surround righteous [people] for you deal bountifully towards me.

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