Psalm 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 behold 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.
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 9:45 PM UTC
Psalm 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 behold 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.
