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.
