Psalms 142

1 Of understanding for David. A prayer when he was in the cave. I cried to the Lord with my voice: with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.

Maskili ti Dafidi. Nígbà tí ó wà nínú ihò òkúta. Àdúrà. Èmi kígbe sókè sí Olúwa; èmi gbé ohùn mi sókè sí Olúwa fún àánú.

2 In his sight I pour out my prayer, and before him I declare my trouble:

Èmi tú àròyé mí sílẹ̀ níwájú rẹ̀, bẹ́ẹ̀ ní èmi fi iṣẹ́ mi hàn níwájú rẹ̀.

3 When my spirit failed me, then thou newest my paths.

Nígbà tí ẹ̀mí mi ṣàárẹ̀ nínú mi, ìwọ ni ẹni tí ó mọ ọ̀nà mi. Ní ipa ọ̀nà tí èmi ń rìn ènìyàn ti dẹ okùn fún mi ní ìkọ̀kọ̀.

4 I looked on my right hand, and beheld, and there was no one that would know me. Flight hath failed me: and there is no one that hath regard to my soul.

Wo ọwọ́ ọ̀tún mi kí ó sì rì i kò sí ẹni tí ó ṣe àníyàn mi èmi kò ní ààbò; kò sí ẹni tí ó náání ọkàn mi.

5 I cried to thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

Èmi kígbe sí ọ, Olúwa: èmi wí pé, “Ìwọ ni ààbò mi, ìpín mi ní ilẹ̀ alààyè.”

6 Attend to my supplication: for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

Fi etí sí igbe mi, nítorí tí èmi wà nínú àìnírètí gbà mí lọ́wọ́ àwọn tí ń lépa mi, nítorí wọ́n lágbára jù mí lọ.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the just wait for me, until thou reward me.

Mú ọkàn mi jáde kúrò nínú túbú, kí èmi lè máa yin orúkọ rẹ. Nígbà náà ni àwọn olódodo yóò yí mi káàkiri nítorí ìwọ yóò fi ọ̀pọ̀lọpọ̀ wọn ba mi ṣe.