Salmos 142

1 El sonido de mi clamor subió al Señor; Con mi voz pediré misericordia al Señor.

The understanding of David. A prayer, when he was in the cave. With my voice, I cried out to the Lord. With my voice, I made supplication to the Lord.

2 Puse todos mis dolores delante de él; y le dejé claro todo mi problema.

In his sight, I pour out my prayer, and before him, I declare my tribulation.

3 Cuando mi espíritu se vence, tus ojos están en mis pasos; las redes se han colocado secretamente en el camino que voy.

Though my spirit may become faint within me, even then, you have known my paths. Along this way, which I have been walking, they have hidden a snare for me.

4 Mirando hacia mi lado derecho, no vi a ningún hombre que fuera mi amigo: no tenía un lugar seguro; nadie tenía ningún cuidado para mi alma.

I considered toward the right, and I looked, but there was no one who would know me. Flight has perished before me, and there is no one who has concern for my soul.

5 Te he clamado, oh Señor; He dicho: Tú eres mi lugar seguro y mi herencia en la tierra de los vivos.

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

6 Escucha mi clamor, porque estoy sin fuerzas: sácame de las manos de mis enemigos, porque son más fuertes que yo.

Attend to my supplication. For I have been humbled exceedingly. Free me from my persecutors, for they have been fortified against me.

7 Saca mi alma de la cárcel, para alabar tu nombre; los rectos alabarán por mí; porque me has dado una recompensa completa.

Lead my soul out of confinement in order to confess your name. The just are waiting for me, until you repay me.