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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Psalms 142
142
A maskil of David written when he was in the cave. A prayer.
1I cry out to the Lord.
I beg the Lord to help me.
2I tell him my problems;
I tell him about my troubles.
3I am ready to give up.
But you, Lord, know the path I am on,
and you know that my enemies have set a trap for me.
4I look around,
and I don’t see anyone I know.
I have no place to run.
There is no one to save me.
5Lord, I cry out to you for help:
“You are my place of safety.
You are all I need in life.”
6Listen to my prayer.
I am so weak.
Save me from those who are chasing me.
They are stronger than I am.
7Help me escape this trap,#142:7 trap Literally, “frame around my soul.”
so that I can praise your name.
Then good people will celebrate with me,
because you took care of me.
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