Psalms 142

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

An Instruction of David, a Prayer when he is in the cave. My voice [is] unto Jehovah, I cry, My voice [is] unto Jehovah, I entreat grace.

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

I pour forth before Him my (meditation) My distress before Him I declare.

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

When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way [in] which I walk, They have hid a snare 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.

Looking on the right hand — and seeing, And I have none recognizing; Perished hath refuge from me, There is none inquiring for my soul.

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

I have cried unto thee, O Jehovah, I have said, 'Thou [art] my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.'

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

Attend Thou unto my loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver Thou me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.

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

Bring forth from prison my soul to confess Thy name, The righteous do compass me about, When Thou conferrest benefits upon me!