Psalm 142:1-4

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1. KJV King James Version

   1 I cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.*142.1 Maschil…: or, A Psalm of David, giving instruction

   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.*142.4 I looked…: or, Look on the right hand, and see*142.4 failed…: Heb. perished from me*142.4 cared…: Heb. sought after

2. NIV New International Version

   1 I cry aloud to the Lord;

   I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy.

   2 I pour out before him my complaint;

   before him I tell my trouble.

   3 When my spirit grows faint within me,

   it is you who watch over my way.

   In the path where I walk

   people have hidden a snare for me.

   4 Look and see, there is no one at my right hand;

   no one is concerned for me.

   I have no refuge;

   no one cares for my life.

3. NLT New Living Translation

   1 I cry out to the Lord;

   I plead for the Lord’s mercy.

   2 I pour out my complaints before him

   and tell him all my troubles.

   3 When I am overwhelmed,

   you alone know the way I should turn.

   Wherever I go,

   my enemies have set traps for me.

   4 I look for someone to come and help me,

   but no one gives me a passing thought!

   No one will help me;

   no one cares a bit what happens to me.

4. NKJV Nova Versão King James

   1 I cry out to the Lord with my voice;

   With my voice to the Lord I make my supplication.

   2 I pour out my complaint before Him;

   I declare before Him my trouble.

   3 When my spirit was *1 Sam. 22:1; Ps. 57:titleoverwhelmed within me,

   Then You knew my path.

   In the way in which I walk

   They have secretly *Ps. 77:3set a snare for me.

   4 Look on my right hand and see,

   For thereis no one who acknowledges me;

   Refuge has failed me;

   No one cares for my soul.

5. NASB New American Standard Bible 2020

   1 I cry out with my voice to the Lord;

   With my voice I implore the Lord for compassion.

   2 I pour out my complaint before Him;

   I declare my trouble before Him.

   3 When my spirit felt weak within me,

   You knew my path.

   In the way where I walk

   They have hidden a trap for me.

   4 Look to the right and see;

   For there is no one who regards me favorably;

   * 142:4 Lit Escape has perished from me There is no escape for me;

   No one cares for my soul.

6. CSB Christian Standard Bible

   1 I cry aloud to the  Lord;  * 142:1 Ps 3:4; 77:1

   I plead aloud to the  Lord for mercy.  * 142:1 Ps 30:8

   2 I pour out my complaint before him;

   I reveal my trouble to him.  * 142:2 Ps 77:2; 102 title

   3 Although my spirit is weak within me,

   you know my way.  * 142:3 Ps 77:3; 143:4

   Along this path I travel

   they have hidden a trap for me.  * 142:3 Ps 140:5

   4 Look to the right and see:  * 142:4 DSS, LXX, Syr, Vg, Tg read I look to the right and I see

   no one stands up for me;

   there is no refuge for me;

   no one cares about me.  * 142:4 Ps 69:20; Jr 25:35

7. DRA Douay-Rheims American 1899

   1 Hear, O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy justice.

   2 And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.

   3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: he hath brought down my life to the earth. He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been dead of old:

   4 And my spirit is in anguish within me: my heart within me is troubled.

8. MSG The Message

   1,2 I cry out loudly to God,

   loudly I plead with God for mercy.

   I spill out all my complaints before him,

   and spell out my troubles in detail:

   3-7 "As I sink in despair, my spirit ebbing away,

   you know how I’m feeling,

   Know the danger I’m in,

   the traps hidden in my path.

   Look right, look left—

   there’s not a soul who cares what happens!

   I’m up against the wall, with no exit—

   it’s just me, all alone.

   I cry out, God, call out:

   ‘You’re my last chance, my only hope for life!’

   Oh listen, please listen;

   I’ve never been this low.

   Rescue me from those who are hunting me down;

   I’m no match for them.

   Get me out of this dungeon

   so I can thank you in public.

   Your people will form a circle around me

   and you’ll bring me showers of blessing!"