Psalms 142

1I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication.

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

1A psalm of David, when his son Absalom pursued him. Hear, O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy justice.

2I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.

2 I pour out my plaint before him; I shew before him my trouble.

2And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.

3When 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.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they hidden a snare for me.

3For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: he hath brought down my life to the earth. He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been dead of old:

4I 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.

4 Look on the right hand and see; there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul.

4And my spirit is in anguish within me: my heart within me is troubled.

5I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.

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

5I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all thy works: I meditated upon the works of thy hands.

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

6 Attend unto my cry, for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I.

6I stretched forth my hands to thee: my soul is as earth without water unto thee.

7Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may celebrate thy name. The righteous shall surround me, because thou dealest bountifully with me.

7Hear me speedily, O Lord: my spirit hath fainted away. Turn not away thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

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8Cause me to hear thy mercy in the morning; for in thee have I hoped. Make the way known to me, wherein I should walk: for I have lifted up my soul to thee.

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9Deliver me from my enemies, O Lord, to thee have I fled:

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10Teach me to do thy will, for thou art my God. Thy good spirit shall lead me into the right land:

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11for thy name's sake, O Lord, thou wilt quicken me in thy justice. Thou wilt bring my soul out of trouble:

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12And in thy mercy thou wilt destroy my enemies. And thou wilt cut off all them that afflict my soul: for I am thy servant.