Psalms

A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.

1I cry with my voice to the LORD.With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.

2I pour out my complaint before him.I tell him my troubles.

3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,you knew my route.On the path in which I walk,they have hidden a snare for me.

4Look on my right, and see;for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.

5I cried to you, LORD.I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

6Listen to my cry,for I am in desperate need.Deliver me from my persecutors,for they are too strong for me.

7Bring my soul out of prison,that I may give thanks to your name.The righteous will surround me,for you will be good to me.

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

1I cry aloud to the LORD;I lift my voice to the LORD for mercy.

2I pour out my complaint before Him;I reveal my trouble to Him.

3Although my spirit grows faint within me,You know my way.Along the path I travelthey have hidden a snare for me.

4Look to my right and see;no one attends to me.There is no refuge for me;no one cares for my soul.

5I cry to You, O LORD: “You are my refuge,my portion in the land of the living.”

6Listen to my cry,for I am brought quite low.Rescue me from my pursuers,for they are too strong for me.

7Free my soul from prison,that I may praise Your name.The righteous will gather around mebecause of Your goodness to me.