psalm

A maskil of David written when he was in the cave. A prayer.

142 
I cry out to the Lord.

I beg the Lord to help me.

I tell him my problems;

I tell him about my troubles.

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.

I look around,

and I don’t see anyone I know.

I have no place to run.

There is no one to save me.

Lord, I cry out to you for help:

“You are my place of safety.

You are all I need in life.”

Listen to my prayer.

I am so weak.

Save me from those who are chasing me.

They are stronger than I am.

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.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 142:7 trap Literally, “frame around my soul.”