A maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer.
1I cry out loud for help from the LORD.
I beg out loud for mercy from the LORD.
2I pour out my concerns before God;
I announce my distress to him.
3When my spirit is weak inside me, you still know my way.
But they’ve hidden a trap for me in the path I’m taking.
4Look right beside me: See?
No one pays attention to me.
There’s no escape for me.
No one cares about my life.
5I cry to you, LORD, for help.
"You are my refuge," I say.
"You are all I have in the land of the living."
6Pay close attention to my shouting,
because I’ve been brought down so low!
Deliver me from my oppressors
because they’re stronger than me.
7Get me out of this prison
so I can give thanks to your name.
Then the righteous will gather all around me
because of your good deeds to me.