<Psalms 142

[1] I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift my voice to the LORD for mercy.

[2] I pour out my complaint before Him; I reveal my trouble to Him.

[3] Although my spirit grows faint within me, You know my way. Along the path I travel they have hidden a snare for me.

[4] Look to my right and see; no one attends to me. There is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.

[5] I cry to You, O LORD: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

[6] Listen to my cry, for I am brought quite low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me.

[7] Free my soul from prison, that I may praise Your name. The righteous will gather around me because of Your goodness to me.