Psalm 142

Psalm 142

A Contemplation Of David. A Prayer When He Was in the Cave.

¹I cry out to the Lord with my voice;

With my voice to the Lord I make my supplication.

²I pour out my complaint before Him;

I declare before Him my trouble.

³When my spirit ²was ^coverwhelmed within me,

Then You knew my path.

In the way in which I walk

They have secretly ^dset a snare for me.

⁴Look on my right hand and see,

For there is no one who acknowledges me;

Refuge has failed me;

No one cares for my soul.

⁵I cried out to You, O Lord:

I said, “You are my refuge,

My portion in the land of the living.

⁶³Attend to my cry,

For I am brought very low;

Deliver me from my persecutors,

For they are stronger than I.

⁷Bring my soul out of prison,

That I may ^epraise Your name;

The righteous shall surround me,

For You shall deal bountifully with me.”