Psalms 142

1 “A Maskil 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.

[Psalm lal David ke el muta in luf sac] Nga pang nu sin LEUM GOD Elan kasreyu; Aok, nga kwafe nu sel.

2 I pour out before him my grief: my distress I recite before him.

Nga use mwe torkaskas luk nukewa nu yorol, Nga fahkak ongoiya nukewa luk nu sel.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me—and thou knowest well my path—on the way whereon I desired to walk they had secretly laid a snare for me.

Ke nga apkuran in fuhleak, El etu lah mea fal nga in oru. Ke inkanek su nga fahsr kac Mwet lokoalok luk elos okanla mwe kwasrip in sruokyuwi.

4 Look to the right, and behold, yea, there is no man that recognizeth me: [every] refuge is lost to me; there is no one that careth for my soul.

Ke nga ngetnget nu siskuk, Nga liye tuh wanginna mwet in kasreyu. Wangin mwet in karinginyu, Wanginna mwet nunku keik.

5 I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of life.

LEUM GOD, nga pang nu sum tuh kom in kasreyu; Kom nien molela luk, LEUM GOD. Kom mukena pa nga enenu in moul se inge.

6 Listen unto my entreaty; for I am very miserable: deliver me from my pursuers; for they are too mighty for me.

Porongo ke nga pang, Tuh nga arulana muta in ongoiya. Moliyula liki mwet lokoalok luk; Elos arulana ku likiyu.

7 Bring forth out of prison my soul, that I may thank thy name: with me shall the righteous crown themselves, when thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

Aksukosokyeyu liki mwe keok luk, Na nga fah kaksakin kom in walil lun mwet lom Ke sripen orekma wo lom nu sik.