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Psalms 142:1-6
New American Standard Bible

Chapter 142

1I cry out with my voice to the Lord; With my voice I implore the Lord for compassion. 2I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare my trouble before Him. 3When my spirit felt weak within me, You knew my path. In the way where I walk They have hidden a trap for me. 4Look to the right and see; For there is no one who regards me favorably; There is no escape for me; No one cares for my soul. 5I cried out to You, Lord; I said, 'You are my refuge, My portion in the land of the living. 6Give Your attention to my cry, For I have been brought very low; Rescue me from my persecutors, For they are too strong for me.
King James Version

Chapter 142

1Maschil of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave. I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication.
2I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
3When 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.
4I 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.
5I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.
6Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
Christian Standard Bible

Chapter 142

1A Maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer. I cry aloud to the Lord; I plead aloud to the Lord for mercy. 2I pour out my complaint before him; I reveal my trouble to him. 3Although my spirit is weak within me, you know my way. Along this path I travel they have hidden a trap for me.
4Look to the right and see: no one stands up for me; there is no refuge for me; no one cares about me. 5I cry to you, Lord; I say, "You are my shelter, my portion in the land of the living." 6Listen to my cry, for I am very weak. Rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.
New Living Translation

Chapter 142

1 I cry out to the Lord; I plead for the Lord’s mercy. 2I pour out my complaints before him and tell him all my troubles. 3When I am overwhelmed, you alone know the way I should turn. Wherever I go, my enemies have set traps for me. 4I look for someone to come and help me, but no one gives me a passing thought! No one will help me; no one cares a bit what happens to me. 5Then I pray to you, O Lord. I say, 'You are my place of refuge. You are all I really want in life. 6Hear my cry, for I am very low. Rescue me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.
English Standard Version

Chapter 142

1With my voice I cry out to the Lord; with my voice I plead for mercy to the Lord. 2I pour out my complaint before him; I tell my trouble before him. 3When my spirit faints within me, you know my way! In the path where I walk they have hidden a trap for me. 4 Look to the right and see: there is none who takes notice of me; no refuge remains to me; no one cares for my soul. 5I cry to you, O Lord; I say, "You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living." 6 Attend to my cry, for I am brought very low! Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me!
New International Version

Chapter 142

1A maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer. I cry aloud to the Lord; I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy.
2I pour out before him my complaint; before him I tell my trouble. 3When my spirit grows faint within me, it is you who watch over my way. In the path where I walk people have hidden a snare for me.
4Look and see, there is no one at my right hand; no one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no one cares for my life.
5I cry to you, Lord; I say, "You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living." 6Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need; rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.
New King James Version

Chapter 142

1{A Contemplation of David. A Prayer when he was in the cave.} I cry out to the Lord with my voice; With my voice to the Lord I make my supplication. 2I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare before Him my trouble. 3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Then You knew my path. In the way in which I walk They have secretly set a snare for me. 4Look on my right hand and see, For there is no one who acknowledges me; Refuge has failed me; No one cares for my soul. 5I cried out to You, O Lord: I said, “You are my refuge, My portion in the land of the living. 6Attend to my cry, For I am brought very low; Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are stronger than I.
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