Psalms 142

A skillful song, or a didactic or reflective poem, of David; when he was in the cave. A Prayer.

¹I cry aloud with my voice to the Lord; I make supplication with my voice to the Lord. ²I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare my trouble before Him. ³When my spirit was overwhelmed and weak within me [wrapped in darkness], You knew my path. In the way where I walk They have hidden a trap for me. ⁴Look to the right [the point of attack] and see; For there is no one who has regard for me [to act in my favor]. Escape has failed me and I have nowhere to run; No one cares about my life. ⁵¶I cried out to You, O Lord; I said, “You are my refuge, My portion in the land of the living. ⁶“Give attention to my cry, For I am brought very low; Rescue me from my persecutors, For they are stronger than I. ⁷“Bring my soul out of prison (adversity), So that I may give thanks and praise Your name; The righteous will surround me [in triumph], For You will look after me.”