Psalms 142

1 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.

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

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

3 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.

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 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.

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 Lord, Y criede to thee, Y seide, Thou art myn hope; my part in the lond of lyueris.

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

6 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.

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

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