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Psalm 142:1–7

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1aI cried unto the Lord with my voice;

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

2I cpoured out my dcomplaint before him;

I shewed before him my trouble.

3When emy spirit was overwhelmed within me,

Then thou knewest my path.

In the way wherein I walked

Have they fprivily laid a snare for me.

4g||I looked on my hright hand, and beheld,

But there was no man that would iknow me:

Refuge †failed me;

†No man cared for my soul.

5I cried unto thee, O Lord:

kI said, Thou art my lrefuge

And mmy portion nin the land of the living.

6oAttend unto my cry;

pFor I am brought very low:

Deliver me from my persecutors;

qFor they are stronger than I.

7rBring my soul out of prison,

That I may praise thy name:

The righteous shall compass me about;

For thou shalt sdeal bountifully with me.

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Footnotes

  1. aSee Ps. 77:1.
  2. dSee Job 15:4 marg.
  3. ePs. 143:4. So Ps. 102, title. See Ps. 77:3.
  4. fSee Ps. 140:5.
  5. gIs. 63:5. So Ps. 69:20.
  6. ||Or, Look on the right hand, and see.
  7. hSee Ps. 16:8.
  8. iRuth 2:10, 19 (Heb.).
  9. †Heb. perished from me. Job 11:20. Jer. 25:35. Amos 2:14 in the Heb.
  10. †Heb. no man sought after my soul. Jer. 30:17.
  11. lSee Ps. 14:6.
  12. mSee Ps. 16:5.
  13. nSee Ps. 27:13.
  14. oSo Ps. 17:1.
  15. pPs. 79:8. So Ps. 116:6.
  16. rComp. Ps. 143:11.
  17. sSee Ps. 13:6.

Cross references

  1. bPs. 30:8.
  2. cPs. 102, title.
  3. kPs. 140:6.
  4. qPs. 18:17.

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ESVEnglish Standard Version

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.”

Attend to my cry,

for I am brought very low!

Deliver me from my persecutors,

for they are too strong for me!

Bring me out of prison,

that I may give thanks to your name!

The righteous will surround me,

for you will deal bountifully with me.

Copyright 2001 Crossway Bibles

NIVNew International Version (2011)

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.”

Listen to my cry,

for I am in desperate need;

rescue me from those who pursue me,

for they are too strong for me.

Set me free from my prison,

that I may praise your name.

Then the righteous will gather about me

because of your goodness to me.

Copyright 1973, 1978, 1984, 2011 Biblica, Inc.

CSBChristian Standard Bible

I cry aloud to the Lord;

I plead aloud to the Lord for mercy.

I pour out my complaint before him;

I reveal my trouble to him.

Although my spirit is weak within me,

you know my way.

Along this path I travel

they have hidden a trap for me.

Look to the right and see:

no one stands up for me;

there is no refuge for me;

no one cares about me.

I cry to you, Lord;

I say, “You are my shelter,

my portion in the land of the living.”

Listen to my cry,

for I am very weak.

Rescue me from those who pursue me,

for they are too strong for me.

Free me from prison

so that I can praise your name.

The righteous will gather around me

because you deal generously with me.

Copyright 2017 Holman Bible Publishers

NLTNew Living Translation

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.

Hear my cry,

for I am very low.

Rescue me from my persecutors,

for they are too strong for me.

Bring me out of prison

so I can thank you.

The godly will crowd around me,

for you are good to me.”

Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers. All rights reserved.

LEBThe Lexham English Bible

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.”

Attend to my cry,

for I am brought very low.

Deliver me from my pursuers,

for they are stronger than I.

Bring me out of prison,

that I may give thanks to your name.

The righteous will encircle me,

because you will deal bountifully with me.

Copyright 2012 Lexham Press