< Psalms 142 >

1 A maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a prayer. With my voice I cry out for help to Yahweh; with my voice I plead for Yahweh's favor.
Of understanding for David. A prayer when he was in the cave. I cried to the Lord with my voice: with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.
2 I pour out my lament before him; I tell him my troubles.
In his sight I pour out my prayer, and before him I declare my trouble:
3 When my spirit is weak within me, you know my path. In the way that I walk they have hidden a trap for me.
When my spirit failed me, then thou newest my paths.
4 I look to my right and and see that there is no one who cares about me. There is no escape for me; no one cares about my life.
I looked on my right hand, and beheld, and there was no one that would know me. Flight hath failed me: and there is no one that hath regard to my soul.
5 I called out to you, Yahweh; I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.
I cried to thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living.
6 Listen to my call, for I have been brought very low; rescue me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I.
Attend to my supplication: for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
7 Bring my soul out of prison so that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will gather around me because you have been good to me.”
Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the just wait for me, until thou reward me.

< Psalms 142 >