Psalm 142

1 A Maskil of David, in his being in the cave. A prayer. <span class=|reftext|><a href=|#|><b>1</b></a> With my voice to YHWH I cry out; with my voice to YHWH I plead for grace.

2 I pour out before Him my complaint; I declare my distress before Him.

3 With the weakening of my spirit within me, You indeed know my path; on the road that I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

4 Look [to] the right and see, and no one attends to me; the place of refuge has perished for me; no one is inquiring for my soul.

5 I cried out to You, O YHWH; I said, “You [are] my refuge, my portion in the land of the living!”

6 Attend to my cry, for exceedingly I am brought low! Deliver me from my pursuers, for they are stronger than I.

7 Bring forth my soul from prison, for giving praise by me [to] Your name! Let the righteous ones surround me, for You deal bountifully with me.