Catholic Public Domain Version
"I have called to mind the days of antiquity. I have been meditating on all your works. I have meditated on the workings of your hands. "
— Psalms 142:5, Catholic Public Domain Version
“I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.”
“I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, 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.”
And do not enter into judgment with your servant. For all the living will not be justified in your sight.
For the enemy has pursued my soul. He has lowered my life to the earth. He has stationed me in darkness, like the dead of ages past.
And my spirit has been in anguish over me. My heart within me has been disturbed.
I have called to mind the days of antiquity. I have been meditating on all your works. I have meditated on the workings of your hands.
I have extended my hands to you. My soul is like a land without water before you.
O Lord, heed me quickly. My spirit has grown faint. Do not turn your face away from me, lest I become like those who descend into the pit.
Make me hear your mercy in the morning. For I have hoped in you. Make known to me the way that I should walk. For I have lifted up my soul to you.