Salmos 142
New American Bible ›1A maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. With full voice I cry to the LORD; with full voice I beseech the LORD.
2Before God I pour out my complaint, lay bare my distress.
3My spirit is faint within me, but you know my path. Along the way I walk they have hidden a trap for me.
4I look to my right hand, but no friend is there. There is no escape for me; no one cares for me.
5I cry out to you, LORD, I say, You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.
6Listen to my cry for help, for I am brought very low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me.
7Lead 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.