Psalms 142

¹God, I’m crying out to you!

I lift up my voice boldly to beg for your mercy.

²I spill out my heart to you and tell you all my troubles.

³For when I was desperate, overwhelmed, and about to give up,

you were the only one there to help.

You gave me a way of escape

from the hidden traps of my enemies.

⁴I look to my left and right to see if there is anyone who will help,

but there’s no one who takes notice of me.

I have no hope of escape, and no one cares whether I live or die.

⁵So I cried out to you, Lord, my only hiding place.

You’re all I have, my only hope in this life,

my last chance for help.

⁶Please listen to my heart’s cry,

for I am low and in desperate need of you!

Rescue me from all those who persecute me,

for I am no match for them.

⁷Bring me out of this dungeon so I can declare your praise!

And all the righteous will celebrate

all the wonderful things you’ve done for me!