Maschil of David
; A Prayer
when he was in the cave
. I cried
unto the LORD
with my voice
; with my voice
unto the LORD
did I make my supplication
.
I poured out my complaint
before
him; I shewed
before
him my trouble
.
When my spirit was overwhelmed
within me, then thou knewest
my path
. In the way
wherein
I walked
have they privily laid
a snare
for me.
I looked on my right hand
, and beheld
, but there was no man that would know
me: refuge
failed
me; no man cared
for my soul
.
I cried unto thee, O LORD
: I said
, Thou art my refuge
and my portion
in the land
of the living
.
Attend unto my cry
; for I am brought
very
low
: deliver
me from my persecutors
; for they are stronger
than I.
Bring my soul
out of prison
, that I may praise
thy name
: the righteous
shall compass me about
; for thou shalt deal bountifully
with me.