Psalms Chapitre 142

¹ Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry aloud with my voice to the LORD; I make supplication with my voice to the LORD. share content_copy

² I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare my trouble before Him. share content_copy

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, You knew my path. In the way where I walk They have hidden a trap for me. share content_copy

⁴ Look to the right and see; For there is no one who regards me; There is no escape for me; No one cares for my soul. share content_copy

⁵ I cried out to You, O LORD; I said, 'You are my refuge, My portion in the land of the living. share content_copy

⁶ 'Give heed to my cry, For I am brought very low; Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are too strong for me. share content_copy

⁷ 'Bring my soul out of prison, So that I may give thanks to Your name; The righteous will surround me, For You will deal bountifully with me.' share content_copy