Psalms 142

1 Maschil of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave. I cried to the LORD with my voice; with my voice to the LORD I made my supplication.

[A Psalm] of instruction for David, when he was in the cave, —a Prayer. I cried to the Lord with my voice; with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.

2 I poured out my complaint before him; I showed before him my trouble.

I will pour out before him my supplication: I will declare before him mine affliction.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way in which I walked have they secretly laid a snare for me.

When my spirit was fainting within me, then you knew my paths; in the very way wherein I was walking, they hid a snare for me.

4 I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.

I looked on [my] right hand, and behold, for there was none that noticed me; refuge failed me; and there was none that cared for my soul.

5 I cried to thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.

I cried to you, O Lord, and said, You are my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

6 Attend to 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 am brought very low; deliver me from them that persecute me; for they are stronger than I.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall surround me; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.

Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name, O Lord; the righteous shall wait for me, until you recompense me.