Psalm 142

I Pour Out My Complaint before the LORD

1With my voice I cry to the LORD;
with my voice I plead to the LORD for mercy. 2I pour out my complaint before God;
I tell my trouble before God. 3When my spirit grows faint within me,
you know my path.
On the way where I walk
they have hidden a trap for me. 4Look to my right and see:
there is no one who recognizes me.
Refuge has vanished from me;
no one cares for my life.

You Are My Refuge

5I cry to you, O LORD;
I say, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.” 6Attend to my cry,
for I have been brought very low.
Deliver me from my persecutors,
for they are too strong for me. 7Bring my life out of prison,
so that I may give thanks to your name.
The righteous will gather around me
because you deal bountifully with me.