Psalms 142:3
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.
Study Guide
Psalms 142
Aperçu
A Maskil of David attributed to his time in the cave, crying aloud to the Lord and pouring out complaint. No one takes notice of him; his refuge has perished and he has no one who cares. He asks God to attend to his cry and bring him out from prison so he may give thanks.
Key Verses
Psalms 142:4
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.
Psalms 142:5
I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.
Psalms 142:6
Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
Psalms 142:7
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.
Full Text
1 I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication.
2 I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.
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.
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.
5 I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.
6 Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
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.