Douay-Rheims
Psalms 141
1Of understanding for David. A prayer when he was in the cave.
2I cried to the Lord with my voice: with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.
3In his sight I pour out my prayer, and before him I declare my trouble:
4When my spirit failed me, then thou newest my paths.
5I looked on my right hand, and beheld, and there was no one that would know me. Flight hath failed me: and there is no one that hath regard to my soul.
6I cried to thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living.
7Attend to my supplication: for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
8Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the just wait for me, until thou reward me.
