Psalm 142

English Standard Version

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You Are My Refuge

A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.

1 With my voice I cry out to the LORD; with my voice I plead for mercy to the LORD. (Ps 3:4; Ps 30:8) 

2 I pour out my complaint before him; I tell my trouble before him. (Isa 26:16) 

3 When my spirit faints within me, you know my way! In the path where I walk they have hidden a trap for me. (Ps 77:3; Ps 140:5) 

4 Look to the right and see: there is none who takes notice of me; no refuge remains to me; no one cares for my soul. (Job 11:20; Ps 16:8; Ps 31:11; Ps 69:20; Jer 25:35) 

5 I cry to you, O LORD; I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.” (Ps 14:6; Ps 16:5; Ps 27:13) 

6 Attend to my cry, for I am brought very low! Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me! (Ps 17:1; Ps 18:17; Ps 79:8) 

7 Bring me out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name! The righteous will surround me, for you will deal bountifully with me. (Ps 13:6; Ps 143:11; Isa 42:7) 

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Psalm 142

Nueva Versión Internacional

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1 A voz en cuello, al Señor le pido ayuda; a voz en cuello, al Señor le pido compasión. 

2 Ante él expongo mis quejas; ante él expreso mis angustias. 

3 Cuando ya no me queda aliento, tú me muestras el camino. Por la senda que transito algunos me han tendido una trampa. 

4 Mira a mi derecha, y ve: nadie me tiende la mano. No tengo dónde refugiarme; por mí nadie se preocupa. 

5 A ti, Señor, te pido ayuda; a ti te digo: «Tú eres mi refugio, mi porción en la tierra de los vivientes.» 

6 Atiende a mi clamor, porque me siento muy débil; líbrame de mis perseguidores, porque son más fuertes que yo. 

7 Sácame de la prisión, para que alabe yo tu nombre. Los justos se reunirán en torno mío por la bondad que me has mostrado. 

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