Psalms Chapter 142

1. A Maskil of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave.
2. I cry to the Lord with my voice; with my voice I make my supplication to the Lord.
3. I pour out my complaint before him; I declare my trouble before him.
4. When my spirit is faint inside me, you know my path. In the path where I walk they have secretly laid a snare for me.
5. I look on my right hand, and behold, but there is no man who knows me; no refuge remains to me; no man cares for my soul.
6. I cry to you, O Lord; I say, You are my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.
7. Attend to my cry; for I am brought very low; save me from my persecutors; for they are too strong for me.
8. Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name; the righteous shall surround me; for you shall deal bountifully with me.