Psalms 142

KING JAMES BIBLE	NEW AMERICAN BIBLE
1 I cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.	1 A maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer.
2 I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.	2 With full voice I cry to the LORD; with full voice I beseech the LORD.
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.	3 Before God I pour out my complaint, lay bare my distress.
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.	4 My spirit is faint within me, but you know my path. Along the way I walk they have hidden a trap for me.
5 I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.	5 I look to my right hand, but no friend is there. There is no escape for me; no one cares for me.
6 Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.	6 I cry out to you, LORD, I say, You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.
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.	7 Listen to my cry for help, for I am brought very low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me.
	8 Lead me out of my prison, that I may give thanks to your name. Then the just shall gather around me because you have been good to me.