1 I cry out to the Lord with my voice; With my voice to the Lord I make my supplication.

An Instruction of David, a Prayer when he is in the cave. My voice unto Jehovah, I cry, My voice unto Jehovah, I entreat grace.

2 I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare before Him my trouble.

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

3 W hen my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Then You knew my path. In the way in which I walk They have secretly set a snare for me.

When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.

4 L ook on my right hand and see, For there is no one who acknowledges me; Refuge has failed me; No one cares for my soul.

Looking on the right hand -- and seeing, And I have none recognizing; Perished hath refuge from me, There is none inquiring for my soul.

5 I cried out to You, O Lord: I said, “You are my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.

I have cried unto thee, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.'

6 A ttend to my cry, For I am brought very low; Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are stronger than I.

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

7 B ring my soul out of prison, That I may praise Your name; The righteous shall surround me, For You shall deal bountifully with me.”

Bring forth from prison my soul to confess Thy name, The righteous do compass me about, When Thou conferrest benefits upon me!