Psalms 142
142
My Only Hope
King David’s poetic song of instruction
A prayer when he was confined in a cave
1God, I’m crying out to you!
I lift up my voice boldly to beg for your mercy.
2I spill out my heart to you and tell you all my troubles.
3For when I was desperate, overwhelmed, and about to give up,
you were the only one there to help.
You gave me a way of escape
from the hidden traps of my enemies.
4I look to my left and right to see if there is anyone who will help,
but there’s no one who takes notice of me.
I have no hope of escape, and no one cares whether I live or die.
5So I cried out to you, Lord, my only hiding place.
You’re all I have, my only hope in this life,
my last chance for help.
6Please listen to my heart’s cry,
for I am low and in desperate need of you!
Rescue me from all those who persecute me,
for I am no match for them.
7Bring me out of this dungeon so I can declare your praise!
And all the righteous will celebrate
all the wonderful things you’ve done for me!
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142
(Maskil of Dovid; A tefillah when he was in the me'arah)
1 I cried out unto Hashem with my voice; with my voice unto Hashem did I make my techinnah (supplication).
2 I poured out my complaint before Him; I showed before Him my tzoros.
3 When my ruach became faint within me, then Thou had da'as of my path. In the way wherein I walked have they laid a pach (snare, hidden trap) for me.
4 I looked on my right, and behold, there was no man that would know me; refuge failed me; no man cared for my nefesh.
5 I cried unto Thee, Hashem; I said, Thou art my refuge and my chelek (portion) in the Eretz HaChayyim.
6 Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low; save me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
7 Release my nefesh from prison, to praise Shemecha (Thy Name); the tzaddikim shall gather about me; for Thou shalt deal bountifully with me.
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