Psalms 142

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My Only Hope

King David’s poetic song of instruction

A prayer when he was confined in a cave

1God, I’m crying out to you!

I lift up my voice boldly to beg for your mercy.

2I spill out my heart to you and tell you all my troubles.

3For when I was desperate, overwhelmed, and about to give up,

you were the only one there to help.

You gave me a way of escape

from the hidden traps of my enemies.

4I look to my left and right to see if there is anyone who will help,

but there’s no one who takes notice of me.

I have no hope of escape, and no one cares whether I live or die.

5So I cried out to you, Lord, my only hiding place.

You’re all I have, my only hope in this life,

my last chance for help.

6Please listen to my heart’s cry,

for I am low and in desperate need of you!

Rescue me from all those who persecute me,

for I am no match for them.

7Bring me out of this dungeon so I can declare your praise!

And all the righteous will celebrate

all the wonderful things you’ve done for me!

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