Psalm 142: I cry aloud to the LORD

I cry aloud to the Lord,

I lift up my voice to the Lord, for mercy.

I cry aloud to the Lord,

I lift up my voice to the Lord, for mercy.

I pour out my complaint before him,

Before him I tell my trouble.

When my spirit grows faint within me,

It is you who know my way.

In the path where I walk,

The path where I. walk

Men have hidden a snare for me.

In the path where I walk,

The path where I walk.

Men have hidden a snare for me.

Lord

Look to my right and see

No-one’s concerned for me.

I have no refuge and no-one cares,

No-one cares for my life.

I cry to you O Lord,

You are my refuge O Lord,

I cry to you O Lord,

For you are my refuge, my portion,

In the land of the living.

Listen to my cry

For I am in desperate need.

Rescue me from those who pursue me,

For they are too strong for me.

Set me free from my prison,

That I may praise your name O Lord.

Set me free from my prison,

Then I will praise your name O Lord.

Then the righteous will gather about me,

Because of your goodness to me,

The righteous will gather about me.

The righteous will gather about me,

And I will praise your name O Lord.

The righteous will gather about me,

The righteous will gather about me

The righteous will gather about me,

Jeff Lowe: Lead vocal, piano, electric piano, guitar, baritone concertina, bass, drums

Ray Butcher: trumpet

Psalm 142 Reflection

From the Lion Handbook of the Bible (2002)

The Hebrew title (A Maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer. ) links this psalm with the time David was on the run and hiding from Saul in a cave ( 1 Samuel 23:19 ff). He cries to the One who knows all about him: the Lord his refuge.