Psalms 142
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Psalms 142 · BSB
1I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift my voice to the LORD for mercy.
2I pour out my complaint before Him; I reveal my trouble to Him.
3Although my spirit grows faint within me, You know my way. Along the path I travel they have hidden a snare for me.
4Look to my right and see; no one attends to me. There is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.
5I cry to You, O LORD: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”
6Listen to my cry, for I am brought quite low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me.
7Free my soul from prison, that I may praise Your name. The righteous will gather around me because of Your goodness to me.
King James Version +−
1I cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.
2I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.
4I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.
5I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.
6Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
7Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.
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