Psalms 142
A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.
1 I cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.I cry with my voice to Yahweh. With my voice, I ask Yahweh for mercy.
2 I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.I pour out my complaint 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 was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden 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.Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.
5 I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.I cried 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 cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.
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, that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround me, for you will be good to me.
Footnotes
- 1a 142.1 Maschil…: or, A Psalm of David, giving instruction
- 4b 142.4 I looked…: or, Look on the right hand, and see
- 4c 142.4 failed…: Heb. perished from me
- 4d 142.4 cared…: Heb. sought after