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 Prayer for Safety
A maskil of David when he was in the cave. A prayer.
1I cry out to the Lord.
I pray to the Lord for mercy.
2I pour out my problems to him.
I tell him my troubles.
3When I am afraid,
you, Lord, know the way out.
In the path where I walk,
a trap is hidden for me.
4Look around me and see.
No one cares about me.
I have no place of safety.
No one cares if I live.
5Lord, I cry out to you.
I say, “You are my protection.
You are all I want in this life.”
6Listen to my cry
because I am helpless.
Save me from those who are chasing me.
They are too strong for me.
7Free me from my prison.
Then I will praise your name.
Then the good people will surround me
because you have taken care of me.
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