Psalm 142

¹I cry with my voice to Yahweh.

With my voice, I ask Yahweh for mercy.

²I pour out my complaint before him.

I tell him my troubles.

³When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,

you knew my route.

On the path in which I walk,

they have hidden a snare for me.

⁴Look on my right, and see;

for there is no one who is concerned for me.

Refuge has fled from me.

No one cares for my soul.

⁵I cried to you, Yahweh.

I said, “You are my refuge,

my portion in the land of the living.”

⁶Listen to my cry,

for I am in desperate need.

Deliver me from my persecutors,

for they are too strong for me.

⁷Bring my soul out of prison,

that I may give thanks to your name.

The righteous will surround me,

for you will be good to me.