142 I am calling to the Lord to help me.
I ask him to be kind to me.
2 I tell him about all my problems.
I tell him about all my troubles.
3 When I do not feel brave,
you are still my guide, Lord .
In the path where I walk,
my enemies have prepared a trap to catch me.
4 Look at me!
I have no friend to help me.
There is no safe place where I can go.
Nobody thinks about me.
5 Yes Lord, I am calling to you to help me.
You are my safe place where I can hide.
You are all that I need in this world where I live.
6 Please listen to me as I cry to you.
I am very upset!
My enemies are trying to catch me.
Save me from their power!
They are stronger than I am.
7 Please take me out of this prison. [ b ]
Then I will praise your name.
Your own good people will see how you have helped me.
They will meet round me to praise you.
142 I cry out to the Lord .
I beg the Lord to help me.
2 I tell him my problems;
I tell him about my troubles.
3 I am ready to give up.
But you, Lord, know the path I am on,
and you know that my enemies have set a trap for me.
4 I look around,
and I don’t see anyone I know.
I have no place to run.
There is no one to save me.
5 Lord , I cry out to you for help:
“You are my place of safety.
You are all I need in life.”
6 Listen to my prayer.
I am so weak.
Save me from those who are chasing me.
They are stronger than I am.
7 Help me escape this trap, [ a ]
so that I can praise your name.
Then good people will celebrate with me,
because you took care of me.
142 I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication.
2 I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
3 When 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.
4 I 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.
5 I cried unto thee, O Lord : I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.
6 Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.
142 I ( A ) cry out with my voice to the Lord ;
With my voice I ( B ) implore the Lord for compassion.
2 I ( C ) pour out my complaint before Him;
I declare my ( D ) trouble before Him.
3 When ( E ) my spirit felt weak within me,
You knew my path.
In the way where I walk
They have ( F ) hidden a trap for me.
4 Look to the right and see;
For there is ( G ) no one who regards me favorably ;
[ c ] There is no ( H ) escape for me;
( I ) No one cares for my soul.
5 I cried out to You, Lord ;
I said, “You are ( J ) my refuge,
My ( K ) portion in the ( L ) land of the living.
6 ( M ) Give Your attention to my cry,
For I have been ( N ) brought very low;
Rescue me from my persecutors,
For they are too ( O ) strong for me.
7 ( P ) Bring my soul out of prison,
So that I may give thanks to Your name;
The righteous will surround me,
For You will ( Q ) look after me.”
1 I cry aloud ( B ) to the Lord ;
I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy. ( C )
2 I pour out before him my complaint; ( D )
before him I tell my trouble. ( E )
3 When my spirit grows faint ( F ) within me,
it is you who watch over my way.
In the path where I walk
people have hidden a snare for me.
4 Look and see, there is no one at my right hand;
no one is concerned for me.
I have no refuge; ( G )
no one cares ( H ) for my life.
