Psalm 142_1 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

A Cry of Distress

A Maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer.

¹ I cry aloud to the  Lord; I plead aloud to the  Lord for mercy.

² I pour out my complaint before him; I reveal my trouble to him.

³ Although my spirit is weak within me, you know my way. Along this path I travel they have hidden a trap for me.

⁴ Look to the right and see: no one stands up for me; there is no refuge for me; no one cares about me.

⁵ I cry to you, Lord; I say, ‘You are my shelter, my portion in the land of the living.’

⁶ Listen to my cry, for I am very weak. Rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.

⁷ Free me from prison so that I can praise your name. The righteous will gather around me because you deal generously with me.