Psalms 142

A Cry of Distress

1I cry aloud to the Lord; I plead aloud to the Lord for mercy.

2I pour out my complaint before him; I reveal my trouble to him.

3Although my spirit is weak within me, you know my way. Along this path I travel they have hidden a trap for me.

4Look to the right and see: no one stands up for me; there is no refuge for me; no one cares about me.

5I cry to you, Lord; I say, “You are my shelter, my portion in the land of the living.”

6Listen to my cry, for I am very weak. Rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.

7Free me from prison so that I can praise your name. The righteous will gather around me because you deal generously with me.