Psalms 142

1 The sound of my cry went up to the Lord; with my voice I made my prayer for grace to the Lord.

1An Instruction of David, a Prayer when he is in the cave. My voice <FI>is<Fi> unto Jehovah, I cry, My voice <FI>is<Fi> unto Jehovah, I entreat grace.

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

2I put all my sorrows before him; and made clear to him all my trouble.

2I pour forth before Him my meditation, My distress before Him I declare.

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

3When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.

3When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way <FI>in<Fi> which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.

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

4Looking to my right side, I saw no man who was my friend: I had no safe place; no one had any care for my soul.

4Looking on the right hand--and seeing, And I have none recognizing; Perished hath refuge from me, There is none inquiring for my soul.

4Look onmy right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul.

5I have made my cry to you, O Lord; I have said, You are my safe place, and my heritage in the land of the living.

5I have cried unto thee, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou <FI>art<Fi> my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.'

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

6Give ear to my cry, for I am made very low: take me out of the hands of my haters, for they are stronger than I.

6Attend Thou unto my loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver Thou me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.

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

7Take my soul out of prison, so that I may give praise to your name: the upright will give praise because of me; for you have given me a full reward.

7Bring forth from prison my soul to confess Thy name, The righteous do compass me about, When Thou conferrest benefits upon me!

7Bring 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.