[1] A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. [2] I cry with my
voice to the LORD, with my voice I make supplication to the LORD, [3] I
pour out my complaint before him, I tell my trouble before him. [4] When my
spirit is faint, thou knowest my way! In the path where I walk they have
hidden a trap for me. [5] I look to the right and watch, but there is none
who takes notice of me; no refuge remains to me, no man cares for me. [6] I
cry to thee, O LORD; I say, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of
the living. [7] Give heed to my cry; for I am brought very low! Deliver me
from my persecutors; for they are too strong for me! [ (Psalms 142:8) Bring
me out of prison, that I may give thanks to thy name! The righteous will
surround me; for thou wilt deal bountifully with me. ]