1A maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer:
2With my voice I cry to Adonai,
with my voice I plead to Adonai for mercy.
3Before him I pour out my complaint,
before him I tell my trouble.
4When my spirit faints within me,
you watch over my path.
By the road that I am walking
they have hidden a snare for me.
5Look to my right, and see
that no one recognizes me.
I have no way of escape;
nobody cares for me.
6I cried out to you, Adonai;
I said, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.”
7Listen to my cry,
for I have been brought very low.
Rescue me from my persecutors,
for they are too strong for me.
8Lead me out of prison,
so that I can give thanks to your name;
in me the righteous will be crowning themselves,
because you will have treated me generously.