Psalm 142

Revised Geneva Translation

142 I cried to the LORD with my voice! With my voice I prayed to the LORD.

² I poured out my meditation before Him, declared my affection in His presence.

³ Though my spirit was overwhelmed in me, You still knew my path. They have secretly laid a snare for me in the way wherein I walk.

⁴ I looked on my right hand and beheld, but there was no one who knew me. All refuge failed me. No one cared for my soul.

⁵ I cried to You, O LORD, and said, “You are my Hope, my portion in the land of the living.

⁶ “Listen to my cry, for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

⁷ “Bring my soul out of prison, so that I may praise Your Name. The righteous shall surround me when You are beneficial to me.” A Psalm of David