Psalms 142

1 A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift my voice to the LORD for mercy.

1 Namlilia Bwana kwa sauti, nainua sauti yangu kwa Bwana anihurumie.

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

2 Namimina malalamiko yangu mbele zake, mbele zake naeleza shida zangu.

3 Although my spirit grows faint within me, You know my way. Along the path I travel they have hidden a snare for me.

3 Wakati roho yangu inapozimia ndani yangu, wewe ndiwe unajua njia zangu. Katika njia ninayopita watu wameniwekea mtego.

4 Look to my right and see; no one attends to me. There is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.

4 Tazama kuume kwangu na uone, hakuna hata mmoja anayejihusisha nami. Sina kimbilio, hakuna anayejali maisha yangu.

5 I cry to You, O LORD: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

5 Ee Bwana, nakulilia wewe, nasema, “Wewe ni kimbilio langu, fungu langu katika nchi ya walio hai.”

6 Listen to my cry, for I am brought quite low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me.

6 Sikiliza kilio changu, kwa sababu mimi ni mhitaji sana; niokoe na wale wanaonifuatilia, kwa kuwa wamenizidi nguvu.

7 Free my soul from prison, that I may praise Your name. The righteous will gather around me because of Your goodness to me.

7 Nifungue kutoka kifungo changu, ili niweze kulisifu jina lako. Ndipo wenye haki watanizunguka, kwa sababu ya wema wako kwangu.