Psalms 142 · Compare
Psalms 142 · Compare translations
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1
I cry with my voice to Yahweh. With my voice, I ask Yahweh for mercy.
A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift my voice to the LORD for mercy.
2
I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.
I pour out my complaint before Him; I reveal my trouble to Him.
3
When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.
Although my spirit grows faint within me, You know my way. Along the path I travel they have hidden a snare for me.
4
Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.
Look to my right and see; no one attends to me. There is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.
5
I cried to you, Yahweh. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”
I cry to You, O LORD: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”
6
Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.
Listen to my cry, for I am brought quite low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me.
7
Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround me, for you will be good to me.
Free my soul from prison, that I may praise Your name. The righteous will gather around me because of Your goodness to me.
WEB: World English Bible (Public Domain) · BSB: Berean Standard Bible (Public Domain)