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Panalangin Upang Tulungan ng Diyos

Isang(A) Maskil[a] ni David, nang siya'y nasa kuweba. Ito'y isa ring panalangin.

142 O Yahweh, ako ay humingi ng tulong,
    ako'y maghihintay sa iyong pagtugon;
ang aking dinala'y lahat kong hinaing,
    at ang sinabi ko'y pawang suliranin.
Nang ako ay halos wala nang pag-asa,
    ang dapat kong gawi'y nalalaman niya.
Sa landas na aking pinagdaraanan,
    may handang patibong ang aking kaaway.
Sa aking paligid, nang ako'y lumingon,
    wala ni isa man akong makatulong;
    wala kahit isa na magsasanggalang,
ni magmalasakit na kahit sinuman.

Ako ay humibik, kay Yahweh dumaing,
    sa Tagapagligtas, ako'y dumalangin;
    tunay na ikaw lang mahalaga sa akin.
Dinggin ang hibik ko, ako ay tulungan,
    pagkat halos ako'y di makagulapay;
iligtas mo ako sa mga kaaway,
    na mas malalakas ang mga katawan.
Sa suliranin ko, ako ay hanguin,
    at ang pangalan mo'y aking pupurihin, sa gitna ng madlang mga lingkod mo rin
    sa kabutihan mong ginawa sa akin!

Footnotes

  1. Mga Awit 142:1 MASKIL: Tingnan ang Awit 32.

142 I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication.

I poured out my complaint before Him; I laid before Him my trouble.

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.

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.

I cried unto Thee, O Lord; I said, “Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.

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

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.”

A Plea for Relief from Persecutors

A (A)Contemplation[a] of David. A Prayer (B)when he was in the cave.

142 I cry out to the Lord with my voice;
With my voice to the Lord I make my supplication.
I pour out my complaint before Him;
I declare before Him my trouble.

When my spirit [b]was (C)overwhelmed within me,
Then You knew my path.
In the way in which I walk
They have secretly (D)set a snare for me.
Look on my right hand and see,
For there is no one who acknowledges me;
Refuge has failed me;
No one cares for my soul.

I cried out to You, O Lord:
I said, “You are my refuge,
My portion in the land of the living.
[c]Attend to my cry,
For I am brought very low;
Deliver me from my persecutors,
For they are stronger than I.
Bring my soul out of prison,
That I may (E)praise Your name;
The righteous shall surround me,
For You shall deal bountifully with me.”

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 142:1 Heb. Maschil
  2. Psalm 142:3 Lit. fainted
  3. Psalm 142:6 Give heed