Psalms 142

1 Maschil of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave. I cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.

A maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a prayer. With my voice I cry out for help to Yahweh; with my voice I plead for Yahweh's favor.

2 I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.

I pour out my lament before him; I tell him my troubles.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.

When my spirit is weak within me, you know my path. In the way that I walk they have hidden a trap for me.

4 I looked on [my] right hand, and beheld, but [there was] no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.

I look to my right and and see that there is no one who cares about me. There is no escape for me; no one cares about my life.

5 I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou [art] my refuge [and] my portion in the land of the living.

I called out to you, Yahweh; I said, “You are 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 stronger than I.

Listen to my call, for I have been brought very low; rescue me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.

Bring my soul out of prison so that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will gather around me because you have been good to me.”