A hunted man prays inside a cave as pursuers pass and friends approach along a sunlit path

Psalm 142

Darby Translation
Chapter overview
Psalm 142 pours an honest complaint from isolation, danger, and apparent abandonment. With no human refuge visible, the cave prayer names God as portion and anticipates release into a grateful community.
IsolationRefugeComplaintRescue
1I cry unto Jehovah with my voice: with my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.
2I pour out my plaint before him; I shew before him my trouble.
3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they hidden a snare for me.
4Look on the right hand and see; there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul.
5I cried unto thee, Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, 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 celebrate thy name. The righteous shall surround me, because thou dealest bountifully with me.

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