Psalm 142:1–7
1 I acry aloud with my voice to the Lord;
I bmake supplication with my voice to the Lord.
2 I apour out my complaint before Him;
I declare my btrouble before Him.
3 When amy spirit 1was overwhelmed within me,
You knew my path.
In the way where I walk
They have bhidden a trap for me.
For there is ano one who regards me;
cNo one cares for my soul.
I said, “You are amy refuge,
My bportion in the cland of the living.
6 “aGive heed to my cry,
For I am bbrought very low;
Deliver me from my persecutors,
For they are too cstrong for me.
7 “aBring my soul out of prison,
So that I may give thanks to Your name;
The righteous will surround me,
For You will bdeal bountifully with me.”