Praying Through: Psalm 142

The Psalm

Psalm 142 (CSB)
A Maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer.

1 I cry aloud to the LORD; I plead aloud to the LORD for mercy.

2 I pour out my complaint before him; I reveal my trouble to him.

3 Although my spirit is weak within me, you know my way. Along this path I travel they have hidden a trap for me.

4 Look to the right and see: no one stands up for me; there is no refuge for me; no one cares about me.

5 I cry to you, LORD; I say, “You are my shelter, my portion in the land of the living.”

6 Listen to my cry, for I am very weak. Rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.

7 Free me from prison so that I can praise your name. The righteous will gather around me because you deal generously with me.

The Prayer

My Only Mercy

My King Jesus!

  • look at what you have done!
  • you have spared me from death and hell
  • you have fully absorbed all of the Enemies' attack
  • you have put upon yourself all of my sin
  • and your just wrath upon my wicked self.

You did not just did it once

  • you continuously save me always
  • I do not repent as I should
  • I do not obey as I ought
  • I do not walk in steadfast love as I need to.

But you, my Lord

  • have taken all of my sins perfectly
  • obeyed your wonderful law completely
  • and loved me steadfastly always.

I praise you

  • because you are my life
  • my fullness of joy
  • and my bliss forevermore.

Amen.