Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.

     1I Cry aloud with my voice to the LORD;
            I make supplication with my voice to the LORD.

     2I pour out my complaint before Him;
            I declare my trouble before Him.

     3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,
            Thou didst know my path.
            In the way where I walk
            They have hidden a trap for me.

     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 Thee, O LORD;
            I said, “Thou art 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 Thy name;
            The righteous will surround me,
            For Thou wilt deal bountifully with me.”