Psalm 142:4
Context
4Look to the right and see;
         For there is no one who regards me;
         There is no escape for me;
         No one cares for my soul.

5I cried out to You, O LORD;
         I said, “You are my refuge,
         My portion in the land of the living.

6“Give heed to my cry,
         For I am brought very low;
         Deliver me from my persecutors,
         For they are too strong for me.

7“Bring my soul out of prison,
         So that I may give thanks to Your name;
         The righteous will surround me,
         For You will deal bountifully with me.”



NASB ©1995

Parallel Verses
American Standard Version
Look on my right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul.

Douay-Rheims Bible
I 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.

Darby Bible Translation
Look on the right hand and see; there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul.

English Revised Version
Look on my right hand, and see; for there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul.

Webster's Bible Translation
I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.

World English Bible
Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.

Young's Literal Translation
Looking on the right hand -- and seeing, And I have none recognizing; Perished hath refuge from me, There is none inquiring for my soul.
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February the First the Soul in Prison
"Bring my soul out of prison!" --PSALM cxlii. I too, have my prison-house, and only the Lord can deliver me. There is the prison-house of sin. It is a dark and suffocating hole, without friendly light or morning air. And it is haunted by such affrighting shapes, as though my iniquities had incarnated themselves in ugly and repulsive forms. None but the Lord can bring me out. And there is the prison-house of sorrow. My griefs sometimes wrap me about like cold confining walls, which have neither
John Henry Jowett—My Daily Meditation for the Circling Year

Out of the Deep of Loneliness, Failure, and Disappointment.
My heart is smitten down, and withered like grass. I am even as a sparrow that sitteth alone on the housetop--Ps. cii. 4, 6. My lovers and friends hast Thou put away from me, and hid mine acquaintance out of my sight--Ps. lxxviii. 18. I looked on my right hand, and saw there was no man that would know me. I had no place to flee unto, and no man cared for my soul. I cried unto Thee, O Lord, and said, Thou art my Hope. When my spirit was in heaviness, then Thou knewest my path.--Ps. cxlii. 4, 5.
Charles Kingsley—Out of the Deep

The Ceaselessness of Prayer
The Ceaselessness of Prayer Prayer as Christian freedom, and prayer as Christian life--these are two points I would now expand. I. First, as to the moral freedom involved and achieved in prayer. Prayer has been described as religion in action. But that as it stands is not a sufficient definition of the prayer which lives on the Cross. The same thing might be said about the choicest forms of Christian service to humanity. It is true enough, and it may carry us far; but only if we become somewhat
P. T. Forsyth—The Soul of Prayer

The Theology of St. Hilary of Poitiers.
This Chapter offers no more than a tentative and imperfect outline of the theology of St. Hilary; it is an essay, not a monograph. Little attempt will be made to estimate the value of his opinions from the point of view of modern thought; little will be said about his relation to earlier and contemporary thought, a subject on which he is habitually silent, and nothing about the after fate of his speculations. Yet the task, thus narrowed, is not without its difficulties. Much more attention, it is
St. Hilary of Poitiers—The Life and Writings of St. Hilary of Poitiers

Question of the Contemplative Life
I. Is the Contemplative Life wholly confined to the Intellect, or does the Will enter into it? S. Thomas, On the Beatific Vision, I., xii. 7 ad 3m II. Do the Moral Virtues pertain to the Contemplative Life? S. Augustine, Of the City of God, xix. 19 III. Does the Contemplative Life comprise many Acts? S. Augustine, Of the Perfection of Human Righteousness, viii. 18 " Ep., cxxx. ad probam IV. Does the Contemplative Life consist solely in the Contemplation of God, or in the Consideration
St. Thomas Aquinas—On Prayer and The Contemplative Life

Psalms
The piety of the Old Testament Church is reflected with more clearness and variety in the Psalter than in any other book of the Old Testament. It constitutes the response of the Church to the divine demands of prophecy, and, in a less degree, of law; or, rather, it expresses those emotions and aspirations of the universal heart which lie deeper than any formal demand. It is the speech of the soul face to face with God. Its words are as simple and unaffected as human words can be, for it is the genius
John Edgar McFadyen—Introduction to the Old Testament

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