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Psalm 142:1–5

I cry aloud to the Lord; m

I plead aloud to the Lord for mercy. n

I pour out my complaint before Him;

I reveal my trouble to Him. o

Although my spirit is weak within me,

You know my way. p

Along this path I travel

they have hidden a trap for me. q

Look to the right and see: r

no one stands up for me;

there is no refuge for me;

no one cares about me. s

I cry to You, Lord;

I say, “You are my shelter,

my portion in the land of the living.” t

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Psalm 142:1–5 — The New International Version (NIV)

I cry aloud to the Lord;

I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy.

I pour out before him my complaint;

before him I tell my trouble.

When my spirit grows faint within me,

it is you who watch over my way.

In the path where I walk

people have hidden a snare for me.

Look and see, there is no one at my right hand;

no one is concerned for me.

I have no refuge;

no one cares for my life.

I cry to you, Lord;

I say, “You are my refuge,

my portion in the land of the living.”

Psalm 142:1–5 — English Standard Version (ESV)

With my voice I cry out to the Lord;

with my voice I plead for mercy to the Lord.

I pour out my complaint before him;

I tell my trouble before him.

When my spirit faints within me,

you know my way!

In the path where I walk

they have hidden a trap for me.

Look to the right and see:

there is none who takes notice of me;

no refuge remains to me;

no one cares for my soul.

I cry to you, O Lord;

I say, “You are my refuge,

my portion in the land of the living.”

Psalm 142:1–5 — King James Version (KJV 1900)

I cried unto the Lord with my voice;

With my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication.

I poured out my complaint before him;

I shewed before him my trouble.

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,

Then thou knewest my path.

In the way wherein I walked

Have they privily laid a snare for me.

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.

I cried unto thee, O Lord:

I said, Thou art my refuge

And my portion in the land of the living.

Psalm 142:1–5 — New Living Translation (NLT)

I cry out to the Lord;

I plead for the Lord’s mercy.

I pour out my complaints before him

and tell him all my troubles.

When I am overwhelmed,

you alone know the way I should turn.

Wherever I go,

my enemies have set traps for me.

I look for someone to come and help me,

but no one gives me a passing thought!

No one will help me;

no one cares a bit what happens to me.

Then I pray to you, O Lord.

I say, “You are my place of refuge.

You are all I really want in life.

Psalm 142:1–5 — The New King James Version (NKJV)

I cry out to the Lord with my voice;

With my voice to the Lord I make my supplication.

I pour out my complaint before Him;

I declare before Him my trouble.

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,

Then You knew my path.

In the way in which I walk

They have secretly set a snare for me.

Look on my right hand and see,

For there is no one who acknowledges me;

Refuge has failed me;

No one cares for my soul.

I cried out to You, O Lord:

I said, “You are my refuge,

My portion in the land of the living.

Psalm 142:1–5 — New Century Version (NCV)

I cry out to the Lord;

I pray to the Lord for mercy.

I pour out my problems to him;

I tell him my troubles.

When I am afraid,

you, Lord, know the way out.

In the path where I walk,

a trap is hidden for me.

Look around me and see.

No one cares about me.

I have no place of safety;

no one cares if I live.

Lord, I cry out to you.

I say, “You are my protection.

You are all I want in this life.”

Psalm 142:1–5 — American Standard Version (ASV)

I cry with my voice unto Jehovah;

With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.

I pour out my complaint before him;

I show before him my trouble.

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,

Thou knewest my path.

In the way wherein I walk

Have they hidden a snare for me.

Look on my right hand, and see;

For there is no man that knoweth me:

Refuge hath failed me;

No man careth for my soul.

I cried unto thee, O Jehovah;

I said, Thou art my refuge,

My portion in the land of the living.

Psalm 142:1–5 — 1890 Darby Bible (DARBY)

I cry unto Jehovah with my voice: with my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication. I pour out my plaint before him; I shew before him my trouble. When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they hidden a snare for me.

Look on the right hand and see; there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul. I cried unto thee, Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.

Psalm 142:1–5 — GOD’S WORD Translation (GW)

Loudly, I cry to the Lord

Loudly, I plead with the Lord for mercy. 

I pour out my complaints in his presence 

and tell him my troubles. 

When I begin to lose hope, 

you ⸤already⸥ know what I am experiencing. 

⸤My enemies⸥ have hidden a trap for me on the path where I walk. 

Look to my right and see that no one notices me. 

Escape is impossible for me. 

No one cares about me. 

I call out to you, O Lord

I say, “You are my refuge, 

my own inheritance in this world of the living.” 

Psalm 142:1–5 — The New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)

With my voice I cry to the Lord;

with my voice I make supplication to the Lord.

I pour out my complaint before him;

I tell my trouble before him.

When my spirit is faint,

you know my way.

In the path where I walk

they have hidden a trap for me.

Look on my right hand and see—

there is no one who takes notice of me;

no refuge remains to me;

no one cares for me.

I cry to you, O Lord;

I say, “You are my refuge,

my portion in the land of the living.”

Psalm 142:1–5 — The Lexham English Bible (LEB)

I cry out with my voice to Yahweh;

I implore favor with my voice to Yahweh.

I pour out my complaint before him;

I declare my trouble before him.

When my spirit faints within me,

you know my way.

On the path where I walk,

they have hidden a trap for me;

look to my right and see.

There is no one looking out for me;

there is no escape for me;

no one cares for my soul.

I cry out to you, O Yahweh.

I say, “You are my refuge,

my portion in the land of the living.”

Psalm 142:1–5 — New International Reader’s Version (1998) (NIrV)

I call out to the Lord.

I pray to him for his favor.

I pour out my problem to him.

I tell him about my trouble.

When I grow weak,

you know what I’m going through.

In the path where I walk,

people have hidden a trap to catch me.

Look around me, and you will see

that no one is concerned about me.

I have no place of safety.

No one cares whether I live or die.

Lord, I cry out to you.

I say, “You are my place of safety.

You are everything I need in this life.”

Psalm 142:1–5 — New American Standard Bible: 1995 Update (NASB95)

I cry aloud with my voice to the Lord;

I make supplication with my voice to the Lord.

I pour out my complaint before Him;

I declare my trouble before Him.

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,

You knew my path.

In the way where I walk

They have hidden a trap for me.

Look to the right and see;

For there is no one who regards me;

There is no escape for me;

No one cares for my soul.

I cried out to You, O Lord;

I said, “You are my refuge,

My portion in the land of the living.


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