A Plea for Relief from Persecutors

¹I cry out to the Lord with my voice;

With my voice to the Lord I make my supplication.

²I pour out my complaint before Him;

I declare before Him my trouble.

³When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,[#1 Sam. 22:1; Ps. 57:title]

Then You knew my path.

In the way in which I walk

They have secretly set a snare for me.

⁴Look on my right hand and see,

For there is no one who acknowledges me;

Refuge has failed me;

No one cares for my soul.

⁵I cried out to You, O Lord :

I said, “You are my refuge,

My portion in the land of the living.

⁶Attend to my cry,

For I am brought very low;

Deliver me from my persecutors,

For they are stronger than I.

⁷Bring my soul out of prison,

That I may praise Your name;

The righteous shall surround me,

For You shall deal bountifully with me.”