Psalms 142

¹I cry with my voice unto the LORD ;

With my voice unto the LORD do I make supplication.

²I pour out my complaint before him;

I shew before him my trouble.

³When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, thou knewest my path.

In the way wherein I walk have they hidden a snare for me.

⁴Look on my right hand, and see; for there is no man that knoweth me:

Refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul.

⁵I cried unto thee, O LORD ;

I said, Thou art my refuge,

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 give thanks unto thy name:

The righteous shall compass me about;

for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.