Psalms.
Chapter 142.
(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. 
(142-3) I pour out my complaint before Him, I declare before Him my trouble; 
(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. 
(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. 
(142-6) I have cried unto Thee, O LORD; I have said: 'Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.' 
(142-7) Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors; for they are too strong for me. 
(142-8) Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks unto Thy name; the righteous shall crown themselves because of me; for Thou wilt deal bountifully with me. 
