Overview
Psalm 142 serves as a potent cry to God from the depths of despair and loneliness. Voiced by someone who feels utterly forsaken and entrapped, the psalmist lays out his troubles transparently before the Lord, his only perceived companion and hope. He complains of being ignored by others, leaving him without refuge, and so he looks to God for deliverance from his persecutors who are too strong for him. It's a plea for attention, not just to his plight, but to his very life, as he trusts that God will lead him and restore him to a community of the righteous where he can praise God's name for the rescue he's been granted.
Psalm 142
1 (Maschil of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave.) 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.
End of Psalms 142
1 Year Plan: Dec 12 - Amo 8, Amo 9, Ps 142, Ps 143
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.
End of Psalms 142
1 Year Plan: Dec 12 - Amo 8, Amo 9, Ps 142, Ps 143
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