Psalm 142

Easy-to-Read Version

A maskil of David written when he was in the cave. A prayer.

142 I 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,^[a]
    so that I can praise your name.
Then good people will celebrate with me,
    because you took care of me.