Psalm 142 | birchwood-church

Distress

1 I cry for mercy to the LORD;

to him I lift my voice in prayer.

2 Before the LORD I bring my plea;

to him my trouble I declare.

3 Each time my spirit faints in me,

You are the one who knows my way;

For in the path on which I walk

A hidden snare for me they lay.

4 Look to my right hand and take note:

There is not one concerned for me.

I have no refuge; no one cares

for me in my adversity.

5 I cry aloud to you, O LORD:

"You are my hiding place in strife.

You are the one sustaining me;

You keep me in the land of life."

6 LORD, listen to my cry for help,

for I am in extremity.

Save me from those who seek my life,

Because they are too strong for me.

7 So that I may give thanks to you,

From prison's darkness set me free.

The righteous then will gather round,

Because you've shown your love to me.

BIRCHWOOD CHURCH