Wednesday, January 17, 2024

A Psalm a Day: Psalm 142

A Cry of Distress
A Maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer.

I cry aloud to the Lord;

I plead aloud to the Lord for mercy.

I pour out my complaint before him;

I reveal my trouble to him.

Although my spirit is weak within me,

you know my way.

Along this path I travel

they have hidden a trap for me.

Look to the right and see:

no one stands up for me;

there is no refuge for me;

no one cares about me.


I cry to you, Lord;

I say, “You are my shelter,

my portion in the land of the living.”

Listen to my cry,

for I am very weak.

Rescue me from those who pursue me,

for they are too strong for me.

Free me from prison

so that I can praise your name.

The righteous will gather around me

because you deal generously with me.


Christian Standard Bible (CSB)


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