Salmo 142
Traducido del hebreo del Códice de Leningrado de Westminster. Toca un versículo para ver por qué dice lo que dice. Toca una letra pequeña para leer su nota al pie.
Algunas frases de este capítulo aún no están traducidas al español; se muestran en inglés, en gris.
A prayer from the cave
1A maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. 2I call out loud to the LORD; I raise my voice to the LORD, pleading for mercy. 3I spill out my complaint in front of him; I tell him all about my distress. 4When my spirit is fading within me, you are the one who knows my path. Along the road I travel they have hidden a trap for me. 5Look to my right and see: there is no one who knows me. Every way of escape is gone; nobody looks out for me. 6I cry out to you, LORD. I say, “You are my shelter, all I have in the land of the living.” 7Pay heed to my cry, because I am in the depths. Rescue me from those who hunt me, since they are stronger than I am. 8Lead me out of this prison, so that I may thank your name. Then the righteous will crowd around me, because you will treat me with goodness.