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.