American Standard Version
"I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living. "
— Psalms 142:5, American Standard Version
“I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.”
“I cried to you, Yahweh. I said, "You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living."”
“I cry out to you, O LORD; I say,“You are my shelter, my security in the land of the living.””
“I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all thy works: I meditated upon the works of thy hands.”
“I have made my cry to you, O Lord; I have said, You are my safe place, and my heritage in the land of the living.”
“I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.”
I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.
When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.
Look onmy right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul.
I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.
Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I.
Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.