Psalm 142 Voce mea ad Domi
1 I cry to the LORD with my voice; *
to the LORD I make loud sup-pli-ca-tion.
2 I pour out my complaint be-fore her *
and tell her all my trou-ble
3 When my spirit languishes within me, you know my path; *
in the way wherein I walk they have hidden a trap for me.
4 I look to my right hand and find no one who knows me; *
I have no place to flee to, and no one cares for me.
5 I cry out to you, O LORD; *
I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the liv-ing.”
6 Listen to my cry for help, for I have been brought ve-ry low; *
save me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.
7 Bring me out of prison, that I may give thanks to your Name; *
when you have dealt bountifully with me, the righteous will ga-ther a-round me.
Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Ho-ly Spir-it: *
as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be for ev-er. A-men.