141:5. I looked on my right hand, and beheld, and there was no one that would know me. Flight hath failed me: and there is no one that hath regard to my soul.
141:6. I cried to thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living.
141:7. Attend to my supplication: for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
141:8. Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the just wait for me, until thou reward me.
Psalms Chapter 142
Domine, exaudi.
The psalmist in tribulation calleth upon God for his delivery. The seventh penitential psalm.
142:1. A psalm of David, when his son Absalom pursued him. [2 Kings 17.] Hear, O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy justice.
142:2. And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.
142:3. 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: