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Psalm 142

A Contemplative Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.

I cried unto the Lord with my voice;
    with my voice I made my supplication unto the Lord.
I poured out my complaint before Him;
    I declared to Him my trouble.

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,
    then You knew my path.
In the way where I walk,
    they have laid a snare for me.
I looked on my right and noticed,
    but there was no one who would care for me;
there is no refuge for me;
    no one cares for my soul.

I cried unto You, O Lord;
    I said, “You are my refuge
    and my portion in the land of the living.”

Attend to my cry,
    for I am brought very low;
deliver me from my persecutors,
    for they are stronger than me.
Bring my soul out of prison,
    that I may praise Your name;
the righteous shall surround me,
    for You shall 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