Psalms 142

1 Maschil. Of David. A prayer when he was in the hole of the rock. The sound of my cry went up to the Lord; with my voice I made my prayer for grace to the Lord.

Ihubo likaDavida. Lapho esebhalwini. Umkhuleko. Ngiyamemeza kakhulu kuThixo; ngiphakamisela ilizwi lami kuThixo ngicela umusa.

2 I put all my sorrows before him; and made clear to him all my trouble.

Ngithululela ukusola kwami phambi kwakhe; phambi kwakhe ngichaza ukuhlupheka kwami.

3 When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.

Lapho umphefumulo wami uncipha ngaphakathi kwami, nguwe oyaziyo indlela yami. Endleleni engihamba ngayo abantu bangithiyile khona.

4 Looking to my right side, I saw no man who was my friend: I had no safe place; no one had any care for my soul.

Khangela kwesokunene sami ubone; kakho lobani onginanzayo. Angilaso isiphephelo; kakho onakekela impilo yami.

5 I have made my cry to you, O Lord; I have said, You are my safe place, and my heritage in the land of the living.

Ngikhala kuwe, Oh Thixo; ngithi, “Uyisiphephelo sami, uyisabelo sami elizweni labaphilayo.”

6 Give ear to my cry, for I am made very low: take me out of the hands of my haters, for they are stronger than I.

Lalela ukukhala kwami, ngoba ngileziswelo ezizikileyo, ngikhulula kulabo abaxotshana lami, ngoba balamandla kakhulu kulami.

7 Take my soul out of prison, so that I may give praise to your name: the upright will give praise because of me; for you have given me a full reward.

Ngikhulula entolongweni yami, ukuze ngidumise ibizo lakho. Lapho-ke abalungileyo bazangibuthanela ngenxa yokulunga kwakho kimi.