Psalm 142

Author Unknown, rev.

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.