Psalms 142

1Loudly, I cry to the Lord. Loudly, I plead with the Lord for mercy.

2I pour out my complaints in his presence and tell him my troubles.

3When I begin to lose hope, you ⌞already⌟ know what I am experiencing. ⌞My enemies⌟ have hidden a trap for me on the path where I walk.

4Look to my right and see that no one notices me. Escape is impossible for me. No one cares about me.

5I call out to you, O Lord. I say, “You are my refuge, my own inheritance in this world of the living.”

6Pay attention to my cry for help because I am very weak. Rescue me from those who pursue me because they are too strong for me.

7Release my soul from prison so that I may give thanks to your name. Righteous people will surround me because you are good to me.