Psalms — Chapter 142

1I cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.

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

3When 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.

4I 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.

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

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

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

1I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.

2I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.

3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.

4Look on [my] right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul.

5I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.

6Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I.

7Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me. Psalm 143 A Psalm of David.

1A well-written song by David, when he was in the cave; a prayer. To the Lord I cry out; to the Lord I plead for mercy.

2I pour out my lament before him; I tell him about my troubles.

3Even when my strength leaves me, you watch my footsteps. In the path where I walk they have hidden a trap for me.

4Look to the right and see. No one cares about me. I have nowhere to run; no one is concerned about my life.

5I cry out to you, O Lord; I say, “You are my shelter, my security in the land of the living.”

6Listen to my cry for help, for I am in serious trouble. Rescue me from those who chase me, for they are stronger than I am.

7Free me from prison that I may give thanks to your name. Because of me the godly will assemble, for you will vindicate me.

1I cry with my voice to Yahweh. With my voice, I ask Yahweh for mercy.

2I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

4Look 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.

5I cried to you, Yahweh. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

6Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. deliver me from my persecutors, For they are stronger than me.

7Bring 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.