स्तोत्र ग्रन्थ 142

1Of understanding for David. A prayer when he was in the cave. [1 Kings 24]

2I cried to the Lord with my voice: with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.

3In his sight I pour out my prayer, and before him I declare my trouble:

4When my spirit failed me, then thou newest my paths.

5I looked on my right hand, and beheld, and there was no one that would know me. Flight hath failed me: and there is no one that hath regard to my soul.

6I cried to thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

7Attend to my supplication: for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

8Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the just wait for me, until thou reward me.

1Intellectus David, cum esset in spelunca, oratio.

2[Voce mea ad Dominum clamavi, voce mea ad Dominum deprecatus sum.

3Effundo in conspectu ejus orationem meam, et tribulationem meam ante ipsum pronuntio:

4in deficiendo ex me spiritum meum, et tu cognovisti semitas meas. In via hac qua ambulabam absconderunt laqueum mihi.

5Considerabam ad dexteram, et videbam, et non erat qui cognosceret me: periit fuga a me, et non est qui requirat animam meam.

6Clamavi ad te, Domine; dixi: Tu es spes mea, portio mea in terra viventium.

7Intende ad deprecationem meam, quia humiliatus sum nimis. Libera me a persequentibus me, quia confortati sunt super me.

8Educ de custodia animam meam ad confitendum nomini tuo; me exspectant justi donec retribuas mihi.]

1The understanding of David. A prayer, when he was in the cave.

2With my voice, I cried out to the Lord. With my voice, I made supplication to the Lord.

3In his sight, I pour out my prayer, and before him, I declare my tribulation.

4Though my spirit may become faint within me, even then, you have known my paths. Along this way, which I have been walking, they have hidden a snare for me.

5I considered toward the right, and I looked, but there was no one who would know me. Flight has perished before me, and there is no one who has concern for my soul.

6I cried out to you, O Lord. I said: You are my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

7Attend to my supplication. For I have been humbled exceedingly. Free me from my persecutors, for they have been fortified against me.

8Lead my soul out of confinement in order to confess your name. The just are waiting for me, until you repay me.