Psalms 142
142
PSALM 142
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
Maschil of David;
A Prayer when he was in the cave.
1I with my voice cry'd to the Lord,
with it made my request:
2Pour'd out to him my plaint, to him
my trouble I exprest.
3When in me was o'erwhelm'd my sp'rit,
then well thou knew'st my way;
Where I did walk a snare for me
they privily did lay.
4I look'd on my right hand, and view'd,
but none to know me were;
All refuge failed me, no man
did for my soul take care.
5I cry'd to thee; I said, Thou art
my refuge, Lord, alone;
And in the land of those that live
thou art my portion.
6Because I am brought very low,
attend unto my cry:
Me from my persecutors save,
who stronger are than I.
7From prison bring my soul, that I
thy name may glorify:
The just shall compass me, when thou
with me deal'st bounteously.
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Tehillim (Psalms) 142
142
1I cry out to יהוה with my voice; I pray to יהוה with my voice.
2I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare before Him my distress.
3When my spirit grew faint within me, Then You know my path. In the way in which I walk They have hidden a trap for me.
4Look to the right hand and see, And no one is concerned for me; No refuge remains to me; No one inquires after my being.
5I cried out to You, O יהוה: I said, “You are my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.
6“Listen to my cry, For I am brought very low; Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are too strong for me.
7“Bring my being out of prison, To give thanks to Your Name. Let the righteous gather around me, Because You deal kindly with me.”
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