I
cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD
did I make my supplication.
142:2
I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him
my trouble.
142:3
When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou
knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily
laid a snare for me.
142:4
I looked on [my] right hand, and beheld, but [there was]
no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for
my soul.
142:5
I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou [art] my refuge
[and] my portion in the land of the living.
142:6
Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me
from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
142:7
Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name:
the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal
bountifully with me.
