Psalm 142
A Cry of Distress
A Davidic Maskil. When he was in the cave. A prayer.
1 I cry aloud to the Lord;
I plead aloud to the Lord for mercy.
2 I pour out my complaint before Him;
I reveal my trouble to Him.
3 Although my spirit is weak within me,
You know my way.
Along this path I travel
they have hidden a trap for me.
4 Look to the right and see:[a]
no one stands up for me;
there is no refuge for me;
no one cares about me.
5 I cry to You, Lord;
I say, “You are my shelter,
my portion in the land of the living.”
6 Listen to my cry,
for I am very weak.
Rescue me from those who pursue me,
for they are too strong for me.
7 Free me from prison
so that I can praise Your name.
The righteous will gather around me
because You deal generously with me.
Footnotes
- Psalm 142:4 DSS, LXX, Syr, Vg, Tg read I look to the right and I see