Psalms 142:1-6 in English

¹ Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer. I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.

² I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Look on my right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul.

⁵ I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, 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.

¹ A Psalm of David, when his son pursued him. O Lord, attend to my prayer: hearken to my supplication in thy truth; hear me in thy righteousness.

² And enter not into judgment with thy servant, for in thy sight shall no man living be justified.

³ For the enemy has persecuted my soul; he has brought my life down to the ground; he has made me to dwell in a dark place, as those that have been long dead.

⁴ Therefore my spirit was grieved in me; my heart was troubled within me.

⁵ I remembered the days of old; and I meditated on all thy doings: yea, I meditated on the works of thine hands.

⁶ I spread forth my hands to thee; my soul thirsts for thee, as a dry land. Pause.

¹ Maschil 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.

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.

¹ Maschil 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.

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.

¹ (143) A Psalm of David, when his son pursued him. O Lord, attend to my prayer: listen to my supplication in your truth; hear me in your righteousness.

² And enter not into judgment with your servant, for in your sight shall no man living be justified.

³ For the enemy has persecuted my soul; he has brought my life down to the ground; he has made me to dwell in a dark place, as those that have been long dead.

⁴ Therefore my spirit was grieved in me; my heart was troubled within me.

⁵ I remembered the days of old; and I meditated on all your doings: yes, I meditated on the works of your hands.

⁶ I spread forth my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you, as a dry land. Pause.

¹ Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer. I cry with my voice unto the LORD; with my voice unto the LORD do I make supplication.

² I pour out my complaint before him; I shew before him my trouble.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk have they hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Look on my right hand, and see; for there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul.

⁵ I cried unto thee, O LORD; I said, Thou art my refuge, 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.

¹ Yahweh, I cry out to you; I plead with you to help me.

² I am bringing to you all my problems; I am telling you all my troubles/difficulties.

³ When I am very discouraged, you know what I should do. Wherever I walk, it is as though my enemies have hidden traps for me to fall into.

⁴ I look around, but there is no one who pays attentionto me, no one who will protect me, no one who cares about what happens to me.

⁵ So Yahweh, I cry out to you to help me; you are the one who protects me; and you are all that I need while I am alive.

⁶ Listen to me while I cry out to you for help, because I am very distressed. Rescue/Save me from those who are pursuing me, because they are very strong, with the result that I cannot escape from them.

¹ (143) A Psalm of David, when his son pursued him. O Lord, attend to my prayer: listen to my supplication in your truth; hear me in your righteousness.

² And enter not into judgement with your servant, for in your sight shall no man living be justified.

³ For the enemy has persecuted my soul; he has brought my life down to the ground; he has made me to dwell in a dark place, as those that have been long dead.

⁴ Therefore my spirit was grieved in me; my heart was troubled within me.

⁵ I remembered the days of old; and I meditated on all your doings: yes, I meditated on the works of your hands.

⁶ I spread forth my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you, as a dry land. Pause.

¹ A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to Yahweh. With my voice, I ask Yahweh for mercy.

² I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Look 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.

⁵ I cried to you, Yahweh. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

⁶ Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

¹ A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to Yahweh. With my voice, I ask Yahweh for mercy.

² I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Look 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.

⁵ I cried to you, Yahweh. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

⁶ Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

¹ A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to the LORD. With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.

² I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Look 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.

⁵ I cried to you, LORD. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

⁶ Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

¹ Maschil. Of David. A prayer when he was in the hole of the rock. The sound of my cry went up to the Lord; with my voice I made my prayer for grace to the Lord.

² I put all my sorrows before him; and made clear to him all my trouble.

³ When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.

⁴ Looking to my right side, I saw no man who was my friend: I had no safe place; no one had any care for my soul.

⁵ I have made my cry to you, O Lord; I have said, You are my safe place, and my heritage in the land of the living.

⁶ Give ear to my cry, for I am made very low: take me out of the hands of my haters, for they are stronger than I.

¹ An instruction of David; when he was in the cave: a prayer. I cry unto Jehovah with my voice: with my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.

² I pour out my plaint before him; I shew 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 hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Look on the right hand and see; there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul.

⁵ I cried unto thee, Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, 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.

¹ Hear, O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy justice.

² And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.

³ For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: he hath brought down my life to the earth. He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been dead of old:

⁴ And my spirit is in anguish within me: my heart within me is troubled.

⁵ I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all thy works: I meditated upon the works of thy hands.

⁶ I stretched forth my hands to thee: my soul is as earth without water unto thee.

¹ A maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. I call out to the Lord for help; pleading with the Lord for mercy.

² I pour out my complaints before him; I tell him what's troubling me.

³ When I'm totally discouraged, you know the direction I should take. But whichever way I go, people set traps for me.

⁴ I look to my right for someone to support me—but no one pays me any attention. There's no safe place for me—no one cares about me at all.

⁵ I cry out to you, Lord, for help, saying, “You are the one who keeps me safe; you are all I need in life.

⁶ Please listen to my sad cry, for I'm feeling very low. Please save me from those who are after me, for they're too strong for me.

¹ A Psalme of David, to give instruction, and a prayer, when he was in the cave. I cryed vnto the Lord with my voyce: with my voyce I prayed vnto the Lord.

² I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence.

³ Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me.

⁴ I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule.

⁵ Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing.

⁶ Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me.

¹ (142-1) Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer. (142-2) With my voice I cry unto the LORD; with my voice I make supplication unto the LORD.

² (142-3) I pour out my complaint before Him, I declare before Him my trouble;

³ (142-4) When my spirit fainteth within me — Thou knowest my path — in the way wherein I walk have they hidden a snare for me.

⁴ (142-5) Look on my right hand, and see, for there is no man that knoweth me; I have no way to flee; no man careth for my soul.

⁵ (142-6) I have cried unto Thee, O LORD; I have said: 'Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.'

⁶ (142-7) Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors; for they are too strong for me.

¹ Maschil 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.

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.

¹ “A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer.” (142:2) With my voice I cry unto the Lord: with my voice I make supplication unto the Lord.

² (142:3) I pour out before him my grief: my distress I recite before him.

³ (142:4) When my spirit was overwhelmed within me—and thou knowest well my path—on the way whereon I desired to walk they had secretly laid a snare for me.

⁴ (142:5) Look to the right, and behold, yea, there is no man that recognizeth me: every refuge is lost to me; there is no one that careth for my soul.

⁵ (142:6) I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of life.

⁶ (142:7) Listen unto my entreaty; for I am very miserable: deliver me from my pursuers; for they are too mighty for me.

¹ A Psalm of David, when his son pursued him. O Lord, attend to my prayer: Hearken to my supplication in thy truth; Hear me in thy righteousness.

² And enter not into judgment with thy servant, For in thy sight shall no man living be justified.

³ For the enemy has persecuted my soul; He has brought my life down to the ground; He has made me to dwell in a dark place, as those that have been long dead.

⁴ Therefore my spirit was grieved in me; My heart was troubled within me.

⁵ I remembered the days of old; And I meditated on all thy doings: Yea, I meditated on the works of thy hands.

⁶ I spread forth my hands to thee; My soul thirsts for thee, as a dry land. Pause.

¹ “A psalm of David; a prayer, when he was in the cave” I cry unto the LORD with my voice; With my voice to the LORD do I make my supplication.

² I pour out my complaint before him; I declare before him my distress.

³ When my spirit is overwhelmed within me, Thou knowest my path! In the way which I walk, they have hid a snare for me.

⁴ I look on my right hand, and behold, But no man knoweth me; Refuge faileth me; No one careth for me.

⁵ I cry unto thee, O LORD! I say, Thou art 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 prevail against me!

¹ A maskil of David, while he was in the cave, a prayer. Loudly I cry to the Lord: to the Lord plead loudly for mercy,

² I pour my complaint before him, I tell my troubles to him.

³ When my spirit is faint within me, my path is known to you. In the way I am wont to walk in, they have hidden a trap for me.

⁴ I look to the right and the left; but not a friend have I. No place of refuge is left me, not a man to care for me.

⁵ So I cry to you, O Lord: I say, “My refuge are you, all I have in the land of the living.”

⁶ Attend to my piercing cry, for very weak am I. Save me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.

¹ A maskil of David, while he was in the cave, a prayer. Loudly I cry to the Lord: to the Lord plead loudly for mercy,

² I pour my complaint before him, I tell my troubles to him.

³ When my spirit is faint within me, my path is known to you. In the way I am wont to walk in, they have hidden a trap for me.

⁴ I look to the right and the left; but not a friend have I. No place of refuge is left me, not a man to care for me.

⁵ So I cry to you, O Lord: I say, “My refuge are you, all I have in the land of the living.”

⁶ Attend to my piercing cry, for very weak am I. Save me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.

¹ I cry with my voice to Adonai . With my voice, I ask Adonai for mercy.

² I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Look 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.

⁵ I cried to you, Adonai . I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

⁶ Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are stronger than me.

¹ A maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a prayer. With my voice I cry out for help to Yahweh; with my voice I plead for Yahweh's favor.

² I pour out my lament before him; I tell him my troubles.

³ When my spirit is weak within me, you know my path. In the way that I walk they have hidden a trap for me.

⁴ I look to my right and and see that there is no one who cares about me. There is no escape for me; no one cares about my life.

⁵ I called out to you, Yahweh; I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.

⁶ Listen to my call, for I have been brought very low; rescue me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I.

¹ A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to Yahweh. With my voice, I ask Yahweh for mercy.

² I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Look 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.

⁵ I cried to you, Yahweh. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

⁶ Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

¹ A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to the LORD. With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.

² I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Look 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.

⁵ I cried to you, LORD. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

⁶ Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

¹ Maschil of David; a prayer when he was in the cave. I cried to the LORD with my voice; with my voice to the LORD I made my supplication.

² I poured out my complaint before him; I showed before him my trouble.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way in which 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 to thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and 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 stronger than I.

¹ A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to the LORD. With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.

² I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Look 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.

⁵ I cried to you, LORD. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

⁶ Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

¹ A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to the LORD. With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.

² I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Look 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.

⁵ I cried to you, LORD. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

⁶ Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

¹ The learning of David; his prayer, when he was in the den. With my voice I cried to the Lord; with my voice I prayed heartily to the Lord.

² I shedded or poured out my prayer in his sight; and I pronounced my tribulation before him.

³ While my spirit faileth of me; and thou hast known my paths. In this way in which I went; proud men hid a snare to me.

⁴ I beheld to the right side, and I saw; and none there was that knew me. Flight perished from me; and none there is that seeketh to help my soul.

⁵ Lord, I cried to thee; I said, Thou art mine hope; my part in the land of livers.

⁶ Give thou attention to my beseech-ing; for I am made low full greatly. Deliver thou me from them that pur-sue me; for they be comforted on or over me.

¹ The learning of David; his prayer, when he was in the den. With my voice I cried to the Lord; with my voice I prayed heartily to the Lord. (A teaching by David; his prayer, when he was in the cave. With my voice I cried to the Lord; with my voice I heartily prayed to the Lord.)

² I shedded out my prayer in his sight; and I pronounce(d) my tribulation before him. (I poured out my complaints before him; and I told him about all my troubles.)

³ While my spirit faileth of me; and thou hast known my paths. In this way in which I went; proud men hid a snare to me. (Yea, when my spirit failed within me; thou knewest which path I should take. For on the way in which I went; proud people hid a snare for me.)

⁴ I beheld to the right side, and I saw; and none there was that knew me. Flight perished from me; and none there is that seeketh (to help) my soul. (I looked to the right; and I saw, that there was no one there who knew me. I had no way to escape; there was no one to rescue me.)

⁵ Lord, I cried to thee; I said, Thou art mine hope; my part in the land of livers. (Lord, I cried to thee; I said, Thou art my only hope, my portion in the land of the living.)

⁶ Give thou attention to my beseeching; for I am made low full greatly. Deliver thou me from them that pursue me; for they be comforted on me. (Give thou attention to my plea; for I am brought down so very low. Save thou me from those who pursue me; for they be stronger than me.)

¹ An Instruction of David, a Prayer when he is in the cave. My voice is unto Jehovah, I cry, My voice is unto Jehovah, I entreat grace.

² I pour forth before Him my meditation, My distress before Him I declare.

³ When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way in which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.

⁴ Looking on the right hand — and seeing, And I have none recognizing; Perished hath refuge from me, There is none inquiring for my soul.

⁵ I have cried unto thee, O Jehovah, I have said, 'Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.'

⁶ Attend Thou unto my loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver Thou me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.