Psalms 142

A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.

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
path. In the way 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. A Psalm by David.