Ps 142
1
With my voice I cry unto the LORD; with my voice I make supplication unto the LORD.
2
I pour out my complaint before Him, I declare before Him my trouble;
3
When my spirit fainteth within me--Thou knowest my path--in the way wherein I walk
have they hidden a snare for me.
4
Look on my right hand, and see, for there is no man that knoweth me; I have no way
to flee; no man careth for my soul.
5
I have cried unto Thee, O LORD; I have said: 'Thou art my refuge, my portion in the
land of the living.'
6
Attend unto 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, that I may give thanks unto Thy name; the righteous shall
crown themselves because of me; for Thou wilt deal bountifully with me.