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Salmo didático de David. Oração que fez quando estava na caverna.

142 Suplico ao Senhor,
em voz alta clamo por ele!
Derramo o meu choro perante a sua face;
exponho-lhe a minha angústia.

No meio de todo esse meu desespero,
só tu sabes dar-me o escape!
Os meus inimigos aproveitam-se da situação,
para me armarem ciladas.
Se procuro alguém que me ajude,
acho-me completamente sozinho!
Ninguém me pode servir de refúgio;
ninguém quer saber de mim!

Então clamo por ti, Senhor:
“Tu és o meu refúgio!”, grito eu.
“Tu és tudo o que tenho nesta vida!”

Ouve a minha oração,
pois estou tão abatido!
Livra-me dos que me perseguem,
porque são muito mais fortes do que eu!
Arranca-me desta prisão,
porque só assim poderei louvar o teu nome!
Os justos se juntarão a mim,
ao constatarem todo o bem que me fizeste!

You Are My Refuge

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

142 With my voice I (B)cry out to the Lord;
    with my voice I (C)plead for mercy to the Lord.
I (D)pour out my complaint before him;
    I tell my trouble before him.

When my spirit (E)faints within me,
    you know my way!
In the path where I walk
    they have (F)hidden a trap for me.
(G)Look to the (H)right and see:
    (I)there is none who takes notice of me;
(J)no refuge remains to me;
    no one cares for my soul.

I cry to you, O Lord;
    I say, “You are my (K)refuge,
    my (L)portion in (M)the land of the living.”
(N)Attend to my cry,
    for (O)I am brought very low!
Deliver me from my persecutors,
    (P)for they are too strong for me!
(Q)Bring me out of prison,
    that I may give thanks to your name!
The righteous will surround me,
    for you will (R)deal bountifully with me.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 142:1 Probably a musical or liturgical term

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