Psalm 142¹⁹

A well-written song²⁰ by David, when he was in the cave;²¹ a prayer
142:1 To the LORD I cry out,¹
to the LORD I plead for mercy.²
142:2 I pour out my lament before him,
I tell him about³ my troubles.
142:3 Even when my strength leaves me,⁴
you watch my footsteps.⁵
In the path where I walk
they have hidden a snare for me.
142:4 Look to the right and see!
No one cares about me.⁶
I have nowhere to run,⁷
no one is concerned about my life.⁸
142:5 I cry out to you, O LORD,
I say, “You are my shelter,
my security⁹ in the land of the living.”
142:6 Listen to my cry for help,
for I am in serious trouble!¹⁰
Rescue me from those who chase me,
for they are stronger than I am.
142:7 Free me¹¹ from prison,
that I might give thanks to your name.
Because of me the godly will assemble,¹²
for you will vindicate me.¹³