The Book of Psalms

AN INSTRUCTION OF DAVID. A PRAYER WHEN HE IS IN THE CAVE. My voice [is] to YHWH, I cry, || My voice [is] to YHWH, I beg [for] grace.

I pour forth my meditation before Him, || I declare my distress before Him.

When my spirit has been feeble in me, || Then You have known my path; In the way [in] which I walk, || They have hid a snare for me.

Looking on the right hand—and seeing, || And I have none recognizing; Refuge has perished from me, || There is none inquiring for my soul.

I have cried to you, O YHWH, || I have said, “You [are] my refuge, || My portion in the land of the living.”

Attend to my loud cry, || For I have become very low, || Deliver me from my pursuers, || For they have been stronger than I.

Bring forth my soul from prison to confess Your Name, || The righteous surround me about, || When You confer benefits on me!

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

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

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

Look 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.

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

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

Bring 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.