Psalms 142

Psalm 1421

A well-written song2 by David, when he was in the cave;3 a prayer.

142:1 To the Lord I cry out;4

to the Lord I plead for mercy.5

142:2 I pour out my lament before him;

I tell him about6 my troubles.

142:3 Even when my strength leaves me,7

you watch my footsteps.8

In the path where I walk

they have hidden a trap for me.

142:4 Look to the right and see!

No one cares about me.9

I have nowhere to run;10

no one is concerned about my life.11

142:5 I cry out to you, O Lord;

I say, “You are my shelter,

my security12 in the land of the living.”

142:6 Listen to my cry for help,

for I am in serious trouble!13

Rescue me from those who chase me,

for they are stronger than I am.

142:7 Free me14 from prison,

that I may give thanks to your name.

Because of me the godly will assemble,15

for you will vindicate me.16

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