Psalms 142

1A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift my voice to the LORD for mercy.A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to Yahweh. With my voice, I ask Yahweh for mercy.Maschil of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave. I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication.Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer. I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication. 2I pour out my complaint before Him; I reveal my trouble to Him.I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble. 3Although my spirit grows faint within me, You know my way. Along the path I travel they have hidden a snare for me.When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.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.When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me. 4Look to my right and see; no one attends to me. There is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.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.Look on my right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul. 5I cry to You, O LORD: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”I cried to you, Yahweh. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living. 6Listen to my cry, for I am brought quite low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me.Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I. 7Free my soul from prison, that I may praise Your name. The righteous will gather around me because of Your goodness to me.Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround me, for you will be good to me.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.Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

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