Psalm 142

1. With all my voice to God I cry;  / I call upon the LORD Most High.  / Before His face my grief I show  / And tell my trouble and my woe.  /

2. To Thee I pour out my complaint,  / For I am weak, my spirit faint.  / When cares with gloom encompass me,  / The path I take is known to Thee.

3. They in my way have laid a snare.  / I look, but none sees my despair;  / I find no place of refuge near,  / No friend to whom my life is dear.

4. O LORD, my Savior, unto Thee,  / Without a hope besides, I flee;  / Thou art my shelter from the strife,  / My portion in the land of life.

5. Be Thou my help when troubles throng,  / For I am weak and foes are strong;  / Thy servant out of prison bring,  / And thankful praises I will sing.  

6. The righteous then shall gather round  / To share the blessings I have found,  / Their hearts made glad because they see  / How richly Thou hast dealt with me. Autor unbekannt