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.

AN INSTRUCTION OF DAVID. A PRAYER WHEN HE IS IN THE CAVE. My voice [is] to YHWH, I cry, My voice [is] to YHWH, I beg [for] grace.

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

I pour forth my meditation before Him, I declare my distress before Him.

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

When my spirit has been feeble in me, Then You have known my path; In the way [in] which I walk, They have 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.

Looking on the right hand—and seeing, And I have none recognizing; Refuge has perished from me, There is none inquiring 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 have cried to you, O YHWH, I have said, “You [are] my refuge, 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 loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.

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

Bring forth my soul from prison to confess Your Name, The righteous surround me about, When You confer benefits on me!