Skip to study toolsAuthorized King James VersionPsalms 142Scripture text: Authorized King James Version. Sources & licensing~1 min read · Keyboard shortcutsPoetryThis passage connects to…Explore furtherWhere this fits in historyPlaces in ScriptureSee how themes connectHow to read PsalmsShowing verse 2.Open notes for verse 2Opens Study → Notes1Maschil 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.2I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.3When 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.4I 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.5I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou [art] my refuge [and] my portion in the land of the living.6Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.7Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.Previous chapterPsalms 141Next chapterPsalms 143Commentary and contextCommentaryContext
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1Maschil 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.
2I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
3When 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.
4I 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.
5I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou [art] my refuge [and] my portion in the land of the living.
6Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
7Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.