Psalm 142

Psalm 142^a

A maskil^b of David. When he was in the cave.^q A prayer.

¹I cry aloud^r to the Lord;

I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy.^s

²I pour out before him my complaint;^t

before him I tell my trouble.^u

³When my spirit grows faint^v within me,

it is you who watch over my way.

In the path where I walk

people have hidden a snare for me.

⁴Look and see, there is no one at my right hand;

no one is concerned for me.

I have no refuge;^w

no one cares^x for my life.

⁵I cry to you, Lord;

I say, “You are my refuge,^y

my portion^z in the land of the living.”^a

⁶Listen to my cry,^b

for I am in desperate need;^c

rescue me^d from those who pursue me,

for they are too strong^e for me.

⁷Set me free from my prison,^f

that I may praise your name.^g

Then the righteous will gather about me

because of your goodness to me.^h