Psalms - Chapter 142 - A Conservative Version
- I cry with my voice to LORD. With my voice to LORD I make supplication.
- I pour out my complaint before him. I show my trouble before him.
- When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, thou knew my path. In the way in which I walk they have hidden a snare for me.
- Look on [my] right hand, and see, for there is no man who knows me. Refuge has failed me. No man cares for my soul.
- I cried to thee, O LORD. I said, Thou are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.
- Attend to my cry, for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I.
- Bring my soul out of prison that I may give thanks to thy name. The righteous shall encompass me around, for thou will deal bountifully with me.