I love this psalm because it captures how I feel so often. It takes the psalmist twelve lines before he turns his prayer directly to the Lord. Before that, over four verses, he complains to him about all his troubles and yet looks for someone else, some person, to help him. But no one cares. So often it takes me a while to remember to ask God. I regularly forget that no other than God, can offer me the things I need. So often I have asked the Lord to release me so that I can thank him and that others might see his glory in my release.
Psalms 142:1-7 NLT
1 I cry out to the Lord;
I plead for the Lord’s mercy.
2 I pour out my complaints before him
and tell him all my troubles.
3 When I am overwhelmed,
you alone know the way I should turn.
Wherever I go,
my enemies have set traps for me.
4 I look for someone to come and help me,
but no one gives me a passing thought!
No one will help me;
no one cares a bit what happens to me.
5 Then I pray to you, O Lord.
I say, “You are my place of refuge.
You are all I really want in life.
6 Hear my cry, for I am very low.
Rescue me from my persecutors,
for they are too strong for me.
7 Bring me out of prison so I can thank you.
The godly will crowd around me,
for you are good to me.”
My goal is to take consolation that the Psalmist has been where I have been, and he has felt my pain and prayed my prayers. I want to thank God for being my place of refuge and I want to remember today, that the Lord is all I really want in life. Lord I pray that you will release me again this day from the prison that holds me against your will, and in so doing, Lord, I hope that those godly people that I know might be blessed to see that you are so good to me. Amen.
2 Kings 6:1-7:20, Acts 15:36-16:15, Psalms 142:1-7, Proverbs 17:24-25