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

    With my voice I cry out to the LORD;
        with my voice I plead for mercy to the LORD.
    I pour out my complaint before him;
        I tell my trouble before him.


    When my spirit faints within me,
        you know my way!
    In the path where I walk
        they have hidden a trap for me.
    Look to the right and see:
        there is none who takes notice of me;
    no refuge remains to me;
        no one cares for my soul.


    I cry to you, O LORD;
        I say, “You are my refuge,
        my portion in the land of the living.”
    Attend to my cry,
        for I am brought very low!
    Deliver me from my persecutors,
        for they are too strong for me!
    Bring me out of prison,
        that I may give thanks to your name!
    The righteous will surround me,
        for you will deal bountifully with me.

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