Psalms 142

1 Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer. With my voice I cry unto the LORD; with my voice I make supplication unto the LORD.

“A psalm of David; a prayer, when he was in the cave” I cry unto the LORD with my voice; With my voice to the LORD do I make my supplication.

2 I pour out my complaint before Him, I declare before Him my trouble;

I pour out my complaint before him; I declare before him my distress.

3 When my spirit fainteth within me — Thou knowest my path — in the way wherein I walk have they hidden a snare for me.

When my spirit is overwhelmed within me, Thou knowest my path! In the way which I walk, they have hid a snare for me.

4 Look on my right hand, and see, for there is no man that knoweth me; I have no way to flee; no man careth for my soul.

I look on my right hand, and behold, But no man knoweth me; Refuge faileth me; No one careth for me.

5 I have cried unto Thee, O LORD; I have said: 'Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.'

I cry unto thee, O LORD! I say, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.

6 Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors; for they are too strong for me.

Attend to my cry, for I am brought very low; Deliver me from my persecutors, For they prevail against me!

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks unto Thy name; the righteous shall crown themselves because of me; for Thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

Bring me out of prison, That I may praise thy name! The righteous shall gather around me, When thou shalt show me thy favor.