Psalm 142:1–7

1  With my voice I lcry out to the Lord;

with my voice I mplead for mercy to the Lord.

2  I npour out my complaint before him;

I tell my trouble before him.

3  When my spirit ofaints within me,

you know my way!

In the path where I walk

they have phidden a trap for me.

4  qLook to the rright and see:

sthere is none who takes notice of me;

tno refuge remains to me;

no one cares for my soul.

5  I cry to you, O Lord;

I say, “You are my urefuge,

my vportion in wthe land of the living.”

6  xAttend to my cry,

for yI am brought very low!

Deliver me from my persecutors,

zfor they are too strong for me!

7  aBring me out of prison,

that I may give thanks to your name!

The righteous will surround me,

for you will bdeal bountifully with me.