Psalm142
A Prayer for Deliverance from Pursuers
A maskil of David.
1I cry out with my voice to Yahweh;I implore favor with my voice to Yahweh.2I pour out my complaint before him;I declare my trouble before him.3When my spirit faints within me,you know my way.On the path where I walk,they have hidden a trap for me;4look to my right and see.There is no one looking out for me;there is no escape for me; no one cares for my soul. 5I cry out to you, O Yahweh.I say, “You are my refuge,my portion in the land of the living.”6Attend to my cry,for I am brought very low.Deliver me from my pursuers,for they are stronger than I.7Bring me out of prison,that I may give thanks to your name.The righteous will encircle me,because you will deal bountifully with me.Logos Bible Software