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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1A Psalme of David, to give instruction, and a prayer, when he was in the cave. I cryed vnto the Lord with my voyce: with my voyce I prayed vnto the Lord. 2I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence. 3Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me. 4I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule. 5Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing. 6Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me. 7Bring my soule out of prison, that I may prayse thy Name: then shall the righteous come about me, when thou art beneficiall vnto me.
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