Psalms 142
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 within me, You knew my path. In the way where I walk They have hidden a trap for me. 4Look to the right and see; For there is no one who regards me; There is no escape for me; No one cares for my soul. 5I cried out to You, O Lord; I said, “You are my refuge, My portion in the land of the living. 6Give heed to my cry, For I am brought very low; Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are too strong for me. 7Bring my soul out of prison, So that I may give thanks to Your name; The righteous will surround me, For You will deal bountifully with me.”