Psalm 142

You Are My Refuge

A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.

1  With my voice I cry out to the Lord;
with my voice I plead for mercy to the Lord.
2  I pour out my complaint before him;
I tell my trouble before him.

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

5  I cry to you, O Lord;
I say, "You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living."
6  Attend to my cry,
for I am brought very low!
Deliver me from my persecutors,
for they are too strong for me!
7  Bring me out of prison,
that I may give thanks to your name!
The righteous will surround me,
for you will deal bountifully with me.

Psalm 142

1 I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.

2 I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.

4 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.

5 I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.

6 Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I.

7 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.