Psalms 142:5
I remembered the days of old; 1 And I meditated on all thy doings: 1 Yea, I meditated on the works of thy hands. 1
Updated Brenton Septuagint
In The King James Version
I cried unto thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.
In Context
4Therefore my spirit was grieved in me; 1 My heart was troubled within me. 1
6I spread forth my hands to thee; 1 My soul thirsts for thee, as a dry land. Pause. 1
Cross References
Psalms 16:5Direct my steps in thy paths, 1 That my steps slip not. 1
Psalms 35:12Let not the foot of pride come against me, 1 And let not the hand of sinners move me. 1
Psalms 46:7Sing praises to our God, sing praises: 1 Sing praises to our King, sing praises. 1
Psalms 91:9But thou, O Lord, art most high forever. 1
Matthew Henry on Psalms 142:5-7
Complaints and Petitions. 4 I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul. 5 I cried unto thee, O Lord : I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living. 6 Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I. 7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me. The psalmist here… Read the whole commentary →