Psalm 142 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

PSALM 142

A Prayer when he was in the cave.

¹ I with my voice cry'd to the Lord, with it made my request:

² Pour'd out to him my plaint, to him my trouble I exprest.

³ When in me was o'erwhelm'd my sp'rit, then well thou knew'st my way; Where I did walk a snare for me they privily did lay.

⁴ I look'd on my right hand, and view'd, but none to know me were; All refuge failed me, no man did for my soul take care.

⁵ I cry'd to thee; I said, Thou art my refuge, Lord, alone; And in the land of those that live thou art my portion.

⁶ Because I am brought very low, attend unto my cry: Me from my persecutors save, who stronger are than I.

⁷ From prison bring my soul, that I thy name may glorify: The just shall compass me, when thou with me deal'st bounteously.